A small, quiet breath of relief as he stops. It's better that he stops. It's time that he's giving her, in truth. Time to back away from the intensity of this moment and sort through what she's learned. She can't do that within the moment; it's like a flood overwhelming everything, all-consuming.

She hesitates at his question. Avoids his eyes.

At least she should take the information. She can decide later what to do with it.

"Where do you stay now?"