"Then you are in great luck- I am out of fucks to give on him for the moment. Whatever it is? I do not want to know. The less I think about him, the less I think about that whole-" She flicks her fingers in a vague gesture. "Thing. The better."

She doesn't want to remember the taste of the air or the sounds of the demons. The memorial stone with her name, the way the Nightmare laughed overhead. The Black City hovering in the distance... "I want to put it behind me."