[Where Jack may see gangly and scrawny with Reid she sees a man she loves. It paints a very different picture for her.]
You're both very pretty.
[Technically, she'd slept with Cross in a shared dream once, but she doesn't count it. She didn't make the choice to be there or do what she was doing. He'd done nothing wrong, but that was about the wardens, not them. Funny, then that she is counting Jack given their warden-manipulated circumstances.]
Nothing more intimate than being inside someone. [Her borrowed fingers trace the scar on Tyki's upper arm.] They still hurt. He told me once, but there's knowing and then there's knowing.