Oh, I'm almost positive she is if she's rockin' that whole harlequin aesthetic still. But yeah, we —

[ she stops herself before she can let the lie spill out, the lie she's let herself tell so many people so many times, the lie where the breakup was mutual and that it was both their decision rather than what the truth actually is, that he tossed her out on the curb like just another piece of garbage. ]

He... dumped me. [ it's out there now, no takebacks, and maybe she feels better about saying it because of how hellboy's holding her hand, giving that brief squeeze, like she can trust him to not blab that secret. ] And before I mighta thought that we could get back together, but it was for good this time. Honestly, it ended up bein' the best thing that could've happened, in the long run. 'Cause I got to do me, finally.