She had never believed she was strong, not really. But when Theodore said it, when his fingers touched her cheeks and brushed away the tears, she thought maybe he was right. She had gotten away... against more odds than she'd even known at the time. "He- He knew. He must have known, and he used it against me, but I- I got away. I did." She tilted her head against his hands, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as the pain slowly began to recede. "He can't use it against me anymore, though. Right?" Her eyes opened, holding his again as a new emotion flickered briefly inside them. "Now I won't let him."