[Ethlyn narrows her eyes when Claude strokes his chin like that. She's seen calculations like that on the faces of various people she knows.]

Yes, and it wasn't a pleasant discovery to make. I don't regret it, of course, but--[She had come very close to dying a second time. That's what happened. She finds herself unable to say it... as though the words stick in her heart before they can make it to her throat.

She shakes her head to cover the moment of turmoil.]--Don't go trying to do it purposely.

[Although she very much hope nothing like that ever happens again.]

I... don't actually know. To tell the truth I think he's avoiding me.