"I know I forget," she says with complete honesty. She glances over her shoulder at the old man. It could have been her fate in this country. Colour rises on her cheeks as she thinks how casually she walks past people thinking that she cannot help them all.

"It is too easy to get caught up in my own life." She glances up at him. "Thank you. I feel guilty enough to try and remember to help a few people."