[ she looks over her shoulder at him, after a moment. ]

... That means something from you. [ she says, a little hoarsely. ] I only figured out how to start being one after you died. It kicked my ass into gear.

[ she fidgets, a little. it's a lot of honesty, but - with someone dead, so abruptly, it just reminds her that she can't keep this shit to herself. if she does, she'll regret it. ]

So I guess you get to hold that shit over my head forever, huh?