"I... I don't know." Holly replied sadly, trying to keep away from thinking too much about it. She shuddered, wrapping her arms around herself and looking down at the hot chocolate in front of her. "Why do you want to know?" She asked softly, shaking her head. She didn't really like to talk about it and just wanted to get away from the subject completely. Biting her lip, she wondered if he'd go with it if she just abruptly changed the direction the conversation was going. Flickers of memories were already starting to appear in front of her eyes and she had to work to keep calm, her fingers tracing the bumps of scars under the material of her shirt sleeves.