[uh oh. this is too far in the feelies zone... and she doesn't know if she can work her way out of this. more than that, even if she does, at what cost? he's her confidant, a shoulder to cry on, her best friend. she can't ruin that. not when they've come so far.

there's no backing away, no good that could come from lying or avoiding the topic. honesty and bravery have to happen, together.

she takes another sip (gulp, really) of her wine, thinking for a moment before speaking.] I've thought about this conversation before... I didn't expect us to have it to soon, and at a time like this, but sometimes you just feel it. [it? a premonition, or a passion...] You're right about me seeing other people, but did you ever think that maybe you're right up there with them? That maybe I--

[she cuts herself off before she can do any more damage.]