[ She finds the edge of a piece of embroidery on her jacket. The stark contrast against the gray that she picks at, over and over. ]

I... forgive me, I am so sorry this is all so frightful, I have never been in this position. I hope I do not try your patience it is just... not something I was ever taught to... to discuss well. How silly that must sound to someone like yourself, when you are clearly so much of the world than I, but - oh I am talking too much again, aren't I? I just barely know how to say it...

[ She clears her throat, trying again. ] I had a... a... [ It really shouldn't be so bad, now, but the truth is her face still goes bright pink when she has to talk about anything like this. Flushed up to her cheeks and spreading into her ears. ] ... an intimacy with a man who now finds me abhorrent.