[She hears him out. She listens to both his words, and what he doesn't say. It's clear that this is a heavy issue for him, even a tortuous one. All he wanted at the end... she can't imagine a pleasant outcome there.

It doesn't seem like there's an easy solution in general. But him just killing that part of him still doesn't feel right to her. Whether or not he likes it, that's still part of him. She mulls things over with a deep frown.]

...I get it. You don't want nuffin' to do wiv that part of you. To be like that again. But 'e still is a part o' you, even if it's a past part. Our past an' wot we regret, those are things we'll always carry wiv us. [Maybe that's what Gregson would say.]

I still think there's gotta be another way, an' maybe this is it. I... I could be your in-between. If 'e won't talk to you, maybe 'e'll talk to me. I can try to 'elp you to make peace... or we could try figurin' out another good solution from 'avin' a good ol' chin-wag wiv 'em.