With that little bit of extra perspective that had been... forced on her by the town and its games (in such little time, she'd come to think of it as sentient, making choices for them at its own whim, like that was possible or normal) Ainsley can understand the side of things she was missing all those years. It was... still wrong. Still an unfortunate way things played out. She still wishes they hadn't hidden the truth and the monster for so long. But... it helps, knowing it on the other side, too.

Those last words make her whole body tense. Her fingers grip his tighter in her hand. She swears its like he just stole all the air from her lungs with that final statement. "Maybe more..." she whispers softly, and her heart is a jackhammer carving out a hollow in her chest.

She should have told him that first night. Should have been honest with him. She should have done a lot of things that she didn't.

But this could be a turning point. It could change everything.
A small voice inside her points out it could make everything so much worse.

"I didn't... tell you everything about that night... when I showed up here. When Raylan found me..." Her voice is a ghost of what it should be, barely able to keep it strong enough to make it through all of the words.