Sometimes? I think maybe I like fixer-uppers. [ she stays standing tall. ] Jack's not perfect, but...I wasn't looking for perfect. God, I wasn't even looking. And I spent so long not even bothering to give him the time of day. The -- the things he did? To me? To the people I love, here?

[ another low whistle. she allows it to fill in the gaps. badness. ] But, then? Jack changed. Or maybe I just managed to see him in a different light. A-and he...gave his life for someone very important to me. The man I thought capable of only ever running away turned out to be too honest and generous for his own good.

No wonder he tries to hide it.