Mmm, well, perhaps she will. But you have to look out for yourself as well. [Hawke shrugs.] I don't mean to seem selfish or cold on that, but some people carry the weight of the world on their shoulders. [Identifying strongly here. They aren't quite in the memory anymore, but she gestures around as if they're stuck in it all the same, remembering it.] You can't be that person for everyone. I might barely know you, love, but sometimes it's good to hold out of something that satisfies you as well.

[Granted, there are people who are worth it, but it doesn't sound like in the end the struggle was worth it. The chemistry wasn't enough. And that is a shame, but it's how it is. Hawke often thinks of Isabela that way.]

There's a good friend of mine, probably one of the sexiest women you'll ever met. Gorgeous, funny, wicked. [Hawke smiles.] We flirted with becoming something, but in the end, it didn't really click. We could see it wasn't working. Luckily we're close enough we could shrug it off and go on.

[Hawke misses her pirate dearly. She still does think she picked the wrong person, but there is no turning it around.]

Besides, you're a pretty woman, I assume she's one too. She'll find the right match.