[Oooh, the one. Helga seems quite sympathetic now.]

Sorry to hear. It's hard to find love, that's for sure.

[For a moment she presses her lips together, tapping her fingers on the edge of her cup before she confesses:]

I figured I met the one years ago but I guess things never work out quite like you expect them too, yeah?

[She laughs a little here, not exactly nervous but for the first time in years she really misses that stupid locket of hers.]