Duke looked back at him, frowning. "Did we?" he asked, genuinely confused. Part of him was still stuck in the rut of this moment, in torturing himself with it. And the part that wasn't -- also wasn't sure. He couldn't remember how, exactly, he and Octavia had come back together.

He just knew Octavia had told him at some point that they were broken. And that this was when he thought that had happened.