(Which is the point Ivette is trying to make without saying anything: it's clear to her that Alistair has built himself a future. Ivette has time stolen away from duty and obligation with a man who's more a bad habit than a partner. What good would a cure do her?)

"Sometimes I forget that you're the only one who knows what it was like, just after -- after." Half a shrug as she begins to take the bacon out of the pan, piece by piece. "Thank you."