Aaaaaugh this is so saaaaaad. They’re both trying so hard. I need to go watch The Muse again just to feel better.

Poor Juliette. It WOULD be overwhelming, the notion of this great love looming over your head that you can’t even begin to understand.

OUCH. And then she asks where he’s from. When just last year, she was the one who helped him figure out that his parents’ deaths there weren’t an accident.

Juliette asking him how he likes his coffee, just so she can know something about him. Awwww.

Oh nooooo. Nick is trying so hard to woo her but it’s backfiring because every time he just GETS her or knows what she likes/wants/needs, it’s a reminder of the amnesia and this whole weird, messed-up situation. Whyyyyy.

“Alas!” said she, “he no longer knows me,” and her grief was ever greater.

The True Sweetheart

At the Root of Evil, Good; At the Root of Light, Darkness, Part 4: A Mournful Rustling

She wondered if she’d ever get over this feeling of invasion – the discomfort of realizing that he knew intimate things about her, and she didn’t even know how he liked his coffee…