[Frankly, she doesn't want to say it at all, now. It's not the same moment, and she's kind of lost her faith in all of this, though it had been broken ever since she realized that she and Yamato weren't really meant for each other, so - maybe it was just a shitty tape job all along. But the greater and far smarter part of herself knows that this is probably one of the rare instances where Sullivan might actually listen to her.]

The only person I've felt completely safe with was Junko. For being as tiny as she is you'd think I'd be looking after her, but the truth is that she always knows what to do five steps before I've even made it to her level. It's ridiculous.

[When she steps inside Audrey taps her boots on the floor to clear out water, better not to drag it through the house.]

You know, I can't ever really say it to anyone else but I hate having to be a lot of things at once. If anyone asked me what my version of happiness was, it'd be to wake up every day and be whoever that person is and never have to change. If I want to be angry I could be angry, if I don't want to have sex at all I could do that, too. If that's all I want to do, then that's alright, as well.

[This is already a roundabout way to address his question, it's sloppy because she can't help wanting the feeling she'd had during their date, when her feelings weren't weighed down by her own exhaustion and irritation.]

I guess the easiest way of putting it is that I feel like I'm free with you. And, really, that's not even something Masaomi can pull off.

[So it's worthwhile, more than words could ever hope to explain, and it's what defines romantic love for Audrey: The freedom to be what you are and change together, grow together without limitations.]