[That earns a more concentrated, pointed gaze on him, as she remembers--
girls who threw themselves off the building--
rain... and a car--]
She shakes her head as annoyance flashes across her face, though whether it's more at the sudden ache that always accompanies recollections of that or at his implied idiocy, even she can't tell]
That's not crazy. That's stupid thinking it's crazy.