[ The wash of disappointment becomes apparent on her face. Her eyes soften and she looks down at her hands. There's a noticeable lack of eye contact. ]

I want you to talk to your Dad after this. [ She sounds almost sympathetic at this point. ] Anything that you've been remembering, like with Dave, he should know about it.

[ She's flipping the table on Jade seemingly, but she stops, rubbing her thumb against her opposite hand's knuckles. ]

I didn't tell him about something that happened to me. Something... something like those moments you told me about. But, it was different. I didn't tell either of you.