She’s experiencing this with him, and it has her clinging to him and feeling horribly confused and…achy. A good achy though, but she can’t exactly pinpoint what it is that is doing the aching.

It’s certainly somewhere, though.

She holds onto the memory – and him – and waits for it to play out further.

I—I think I can see why. Jealousy colors the edge of the memory before it’s pushed away so that she can continue to focus. You’re making quite a bit of noise. Are you sure she isn’t hurting you?