She sighed softly, looking up into his eyes for a long time. Karen eventually let her hands drop to her sides and she asked, "What do we do, Fred?" She was desperate for answers, for she was so confused about everything. She knew what she wanted, she wanted to live again. She had loved Harold, could she love again? So many questions whirled like a dervish in her mind and left her feeling overwhelmed. Karen wanted to know what he wanted... did he want the same as she? "We cannot pretend like nothing happened," she murmured more to herself than him, unknowingly reflecting his own thoughts.