"I'll think about it." It's the best she can offer right now. All of the ways of treating ailments that she knows are obsolete now and the thought of jumping into all of the new medicine of the worlds that have advanced beyond hers is terrifying. She needs to know more, which is why she hesitates a moment before adding, "If you know of any books to help me learn more about all of this, I'd be grateful. I want to know more before I make a decision." See? Saying what she needs right when she needs it. Progress.

The mention of Viatorus causes Amelia's face to darken noticeably. As if she didn't feel bad enough already about she'd done to him, now she's being told not to take the time to make it better. It suddenly hurts to breathe. The world is large and she is small and insignificant. She feels lightheaded, dizzy. Why? Why all of this over someone who probably hates her?

"You... want me to stay away... for good, right?" Don't say this next part. You don't mean it. Don't--

"It's fine." Liar! "I don't... think we were ever really friends anyway." She doesn't think so, at least.

That tightness in her chest is becoming more difficult to ignore, though. Why does it hurt so much to say she's okay with pushing him away? She's said this lie hundreds of times before. Why now, of all times, does she wants to keep him close?