They were talking and talking and talking. She wanted so badly to go back to the way *it* used to be. Before they knew what they know now.

"regression?" she winced. "There really is nothing worse than taking a step back in life. Refection is great, regression is horrifying."

"Not regression really. I've grown, and my skin would be too loose if I tried to ungrow, Besides, you can never really unknow what you know."

She was right.

"That's why there are certain things I'm trying to avoid knowing."

and they sat for the remainder of their time together remembering how far they had come, how much their skin has stretched, and how lucky they are to have one known one another since before they know what they know now.