[ Thinking back on what she's done, it feels like she definitely was a little impulsive - but at the same time she can't ignore her own prior experience. He looks like he's falling apart and the thought of losing her brings her more fear than anything else. It was six months last time, now a year. How long more would they be kept apart? Two, three years? That's far too long.

At least, she thinks it's something he can understand. Hopefully. ]

Julius... I'm sorry. [ Her voice is soft, uncertain. ] I went ahead of myself. But... I don't want you to get hurt. That's my only wish. I can't lose you again.

[ Not like this. ]

I want to help you. But I'm not sure how...