Slow but purposeful is one way to put it. Rosie does wonder how much he was aware of what he was doing, and how much was just... He didn't know any other way to be. He'd spent so many of his lives alone and afraid; it made sense, honestly, why he acted as he did and lost himself a little at a perceived lack of control. It made sense but it didn't excuse it any. That's the part she has trouble with still though.

"I'm sorry," she says, first and foremost. "You shouldn't have had to work for that? But I get it, actually. My dad also wasn't great and got even worse after my mom died, so- It felt like nothing I could do was enough for him either. It's why I kind of set out on my own when pretty young too." Well, that and the fact he tried to kill her. Definitely wanted some distance after that, understandable!

"How old were you? I mean, I guess it doesn't really matter but- I am glad that you did find something else you wanted to do. Something better. I thought my thing would be music, but... That didn't keep me safe, unfortunately." Charlie did though. At least, he kept her safe from things that weren't him.