[She can see he has something in his mind, something that is bothering him, and his words form an image in her mind -- he must have...]
Yes, so we did. I still stand by my belief -- to truly understand another human being, that which is necessary to truly form a bond more meaningful... I do not know if it can be done. If it is even desirable.
[She walks to one of her paintings, bending forward to examine it, trailing her finger over one of the figures in it.]
But is understanding necessary in order to enjoy another's company? You can hardly say you understand your dear Joan, can you, not with how poor your attempts to manage her life have been... and yet, you still keep searching for her company. Because she gives you something, something you cannot achieve alone.
[She turns to look at him, here, out of the corner of her eye] Is it so hard to believe it could be the same, for me? Even if our... ultimate purpose is, in the end, again quite different.