[Nadine is quiet a time, her face drawn and eyes somewhere far away. It's a fair question, she understands why Julie asked. Some of it is hard to put into words. The rest of it...]

Just because he couldn't kill me doesn't mean he couldn't do terrible things to me. Or to the very few people that mattered to me then. I, uh, I told you about Joe. The little boy I found. I never told you what happened with him, but...I was his family, Julie. I was his mom, after the world ended, and he stayed with me in Boulder.

[And he had been under no protection whatsoever. Just because her life was safe, relatively, that didn't mean anything for Joe.]

I would have taken a dozen Harolds to keep him safe. And anyway, I think...I think he did something to me. Flagg.

[It's rare that Nadine calls him anything besides Randall, but as she'd said. Some things look different, now.]

Magic or...something. And as fucked up as it is, I really did love him. And I wanted the things he promised me.