"Of course I would...."

Alexandra looked at her cup of tea and then at her hand.

"Wounds heal, scars fade."

Alexandra sat her glass down and looked at him.

"Something you said stirred memories of the past. It was raining hard. I had ran away after and arguement with my fathers wife. I fell and was trapoed under a log, my leg was pinned. A figure came out of the darkness.. the figure scooped me up and brought me.. .. here."

She looks as if she was seeing it all over again.