"I already told him I'd see him at dinner," she informed Todd, leaning against a wall and crossing her arms. "I'll talk to him then, make things... clear. Somehow."

She glanced up at the ceiling and sighed loudly. "I don't dislike him," she continued, not knowing if Todd would care to know all of this, and not really giving a damn either way. "If we had met under different circumstances, if it was another lifetime, I wouldn't hesitate for a second. But John Sheppard deserves an epic romance, to have someone who loves him completely and wants to spend the rest of their life with him. And that's not me. I've had my epic love story, and I lost him, and I can't be that person for anyone else."