"Forget about you? Why in the Nine Hells do you think that'd be better?"

Without asking, she's stepped in close, into his personal space to make sure he's looking at her, that he sees everything in her expression. There's hurt, there's stress - but there's a steel resolve and something shaped similarly to anger there as well.

"Because you said no to me? Because one day, regardless of whatever we do, however long we hold it off, that death will part us? No, Pyotr, I refuse that. I refuse to forget."