I don't blame him. I got so drunk over Reid that Tyki had to carry me home. [Ducks her head a bit at the admission. Not her finest hour. Also, he carried her to his home, but those details aren't necessary. Nothing happened except her sobbing against him—heartbroken.]
But he was challenging me to think of someone who left and came back. Really came back. [Trying to separate it from what happened to Reid since obviously, that isn't a happy story of love surviving.]