After watching Jules trying to do the math through the alcohol for a few moments, not unkindly, Ilde says, "She's six years older than I am- I was sixteen. But I did say that; in my world, after that, there was an apocalypse. And in Hasi's, there wasn't. Everything in Italy was the same, but we diverged after that."

She makes it sound so normal, somehow; she needs it to sound normal, because that's the part of the story where it starts getting a little harder to deal with, and she just doesn't goddamn feel like letting it be hard. It's good that Hasi's here, no matter what did or didn't happen afterwards, and she's never been more pleased to see a cocktail arrive for her than just now.