[ Natalia's thumb begins to rub circles in the skin on the back of Juliett's hand.

This conversation is important. Will be important. She doesn't want to think about that and yet she has to acknowledge the truth of it. That there are very few accidents, even fewer coincidences. She's not being told a bedtime story. ]

I don't like it.

I know it's sounds childish but I don't. Not that it matters, really. It'll just be very upsetting. But I like you.

I've lived so long it feels like that should be enough.