[Dorothy's constant questions surprises him. but only because he wasn't sure if he'd be able to answer them all. admittedly, he wished that he'd been able to make her stay with him if he knew that she wasn't being herself.]

She didn't say. She wouldn't stay at my place for long, but she seemed really apologetic. [his gaze drifts down] She seemed fine... I mean, she wasn't hurt or anything. She was wearing some kind of white sleeved dress.

If I knew what was going on though...

[he would have convinced her to stay. or at least tried harder. but it was hard for him to think in that time period when he was as injured as he was.]