Well. Yes, she supposes that's fair, and she bobs her head in acknowledgment. She hadn't really thought of Darrow's story as belonging to her -- or vice versa. It was another tale she'd stumbled into... and would, presumably, stumble out of, sooner or later.

And that's really the heart of it. "But we all go back to our old stories eventually," she says quietly. "It's still there."