She flinched when his hand reached out, but she didn't pull away - she was already as tightly curled in the corner as she could get.
"I... he was just there, suddenly, like the vortex, and I was trying to help, and he... I... the coffee place was crowded..." The words ere disjointed, punctuated with gulps of air as she tried to tell it calmly, brow wrinkling as she wanted to think of a way of telling him without having to actually remember - not that she had a choice. It was seared into her brain.
"We came here, to help... and I tried to explain, and I was getting a drink and he came up behind me, and he wouldn't let go. He kept calling me Jenn. I... Henry. He..." She just shook her head, leaning it back against the tile as she stared at him.