Some of the water managed to hit her. Sakura wrinkled her nose, ducking under the surface of the water and resurfacing somewhere to the left. "If you want better answers, Marco, ask better questions." She knew she sounded tense. No matter the reality that she did know more about him than he did about her, it didn't make her comfortable.

Sharing was primarily something you didn't do, not verbally. Not talking about past. If maybe we should. We shouldn't have to learn about the past by digging through records. We shouldn't be that isolating as to forget why things have happened the way they did.