"She wants to talk to him. Isn't she taking this what-would-Jesus-do stuff too seriously?"
"It's her choice, Aaron."
He leans back on his headboard.
"It could be too traumatic. She might destroy every progress she makes with her therapist if she goes to him right after."
"It's her choice."
"Hey, I'm just saying. I mean‐"
"It's her f*****g choice! Now tell me how we're going to find the bastard and go on with our plan."
"Impatient much." He grumbles under his breath. "You'll ask her what he looks like of course."
"You must be joking. You were just going on about everything being traumatic for her and you're suggesting this?"
"I never said it would be easy. Look, there's no way she'd be able to forget the face of her r****t. We can cash in on that."
"Don't be insensitive, you f****
