Aidan still hadn't looked at her, not even so much as a glance. She stayed quiet while he absolved her of all responsibility in this, and she swallowed down her objections when he waved away his last comment. She couldn't be his Evey. He knew that now, as much as she did.
After a few quiet moments, Evey rocked backward and stood from where she'd been sitting. She stepped around him, paused just behind him - and she could have set her hand on his shoulder or touched that dark hair of his just once more or leaned down and.... but no, no. She may have been many things, but lacking in dignity had never been one of them.
"We never could," she finally answered - for herself, for the younger Evey somewhere in the City. Aidan should know that already, but in case he didn't... In case he didn't, she could at least tell him that. We never could.