"I don't remember it specifically but.... I don't ever remember being disappointed," she laughed, a little awkwardly, still looking at him. It's hard to believe, even as they've talked it to death, even as she's thought it over and over, that it wasn't real (even if the fuzziness of it all should convince her).

She shifts on her feet, glancing at his helmet before looking at him. "Maybe we can meet for coffee some time? You know, like how friendly exes are supposed to?"