( she follows him silently in, waiting for erik to close the door before she speaks, and though jean looks towards the couch, she doesn't invite herself to sit down. she isn't certain it would be welcome )

You're from before you met me. I don't need to read your mind to know that, ( his lack of recognition told her that ) but you've at least met him.

( it made things simpler, anyway )

Do you want to know?