Lost Creek Hollow Nemo Sine Vitio Est

Gannet did not know, where and when to stop, did he? Sarah remained silent, her eyes tracing his features and wondering, if truly had life spared him all of it's devastations and hardships, that he would not understand her unwillingness to elaborate on the topic. Or he possessed empathy, but aimed it at all of the wrong points. She should not blame him for prodding at her still raw wounds, for, how could he know, what had happened then and what was going on inside her head ever since. 

"Far away. It does not exist anymore," she replied, her tone sharper than it should have been. In order to prohibit him from asking more unwelcome questions, she threw one of her own at him: "You did not appear out of thin air here either, did you?"