[She gave a quiet, bitter laugh. She didn't even know what she was saying anymore. How could she burden this random stranger with her emptiness this quickly? Why did she already feel so comfortable with him? She couldn't forget social propriety if she wanted this relationship to progress in any way.]

Perhaps I am... [her gaze continued to fall and she felt her head drifting down towards his shoulder. She wanted to, but she tried her best to constrain herself. She'd only scare him off. Being in Europe so long had really destroyed her concept of how much contact was too much. For Japanese people, the little she had done so far was already far beyond every line imaginable, and yet he hand pulled away from her. He felt so warm, and she liked that warmth, she knew. She felt like she needed comfort but she wasn't sure why.]

It means that I don't know who I am. I've spent my life learning how to be other people for one reason or another. You already know that I'm strange but see, I don't know--I...
[She was getting emotional again and she jerked her head upright, snapping her mouth shut, not wanting to ruin things further.]