No. She wasn't going to be drawn in by this. She wasn't going to make the too-obvious connection: talk to me. Except she was already sitting here in this theatre, not leaving it, not walking away. Neither of them was walking away.

Still, she couldn't quite meet Usagi halfway. More like thirty-three percent.

"He had his reasons for that," she said, instead of any of the thousand things it would have better to say. An assertion that it wasn't always possible to just 'talk things out' or whatever easy answer Usagi thought would somehow touch problems that spanned centuries and lifetimes.