[He opened to elaborate on what he meant about the Apocalypse comment, but her question catches him off guard. Hadn't there been times as kids when they had cuddled together? So he feels the question holds significance to perhaps a conversation they might have had that he has up and forgotten. Lightly he shakes his head with an apologetic look on his face.]

I'm sorry, Rey. I would just be guessing if I tried to answer that.

[ He can't help but lean forward, while placing his hands on the table. ]

Just how many talks have we had since we stopped the Apocalypse?