[Don't bring it up. The similarity between the situation isn't lost on her. The frustration and helplessness of desperately searching for an answer purposefully kept. Her opposite hand releases him, burying within her hair. This is so unfair to him, when all he ever did was try and help her find those things that left her with so much uncertainty.
The bracelet on her wrist jingles, a reminder that even right now, if needed she could take this memory from him too. She doesn't have the heart to, though. All she can manage to do is shake her head in response.]