How did she have that much to write down? Or anything to write down, it's not like he gave her anything, right?

Merton shakes his head at the request, hands breaking apart from each other so he could nervously drum his fingers on his knees.

"I don't really know how to go deeper into it, or even know what that's supposed to entail, really. I know I felt better then than I do now. Not that it's a hard bar to hop over. Heart sure wasn't racing so fast."