That's fine. [ She flashes him another smile. It's dimmer, somehow – not anywhere close to that infuriatingly hapless grin from a moment before. But it's more... honest, maybe. ] Even if it was ugly, I could accept it. Just finding out what it was for sure would be enough for me.

[ Even if it's ugly – if it's hateful, bitter, the most miserably ugly existence she'd ever been faced with, she'd make herself accept it.

Because it would mean finally knowing there was anything in there at all. ]

Tonight is probably too short notice, right? If we just disappear, people'll notice.