Oh, no. No, no. Evey saw too clearly exactly what he was thinking, and she knew what it felt like, knew what it could do, and it wasn't right. She expected him to be confused and upset, but to mourn her when she was right here, right... She couldn't... Couldn't --
"Aidan." She was on her knees, trying to get lower, trying to catch his eye, to coax him to look at her, anything -- "Aidan, please. Please, just look at me. Look at me. Aidan."
Coming to him, telling him - it seemed the right thing to do. She'd waited until she felt... not better, but.... a little more on her feet. She'd waited, because she didn't know yet how to balance two different lives in the same body. She still didn't know how to do it, but right now, it wasn't difficult at all. There was only one thing she wanted to do -- and that was to convince Aidan that --
"I'm right here. I'm right here. Aidan, please, come on, I'm here."