The set slowly empties after the final take. The cameras are off, the crew is gone, and June is still sitting beside you on the prop couch — your hands somehow still linked. "That's a wrap on scene twelve." She laughs softly, like she's trying to convince herself that means something. "You know... usually this is the part where we let go." She looks down at your hands, then back at you. For once, she doesn't have a line ready. "...Was that just good acting?" "Because I think I forgot where the scene ended."