[If she had been wondering about how it could get even worse, Gale's revelation cinches it. It was much worse than Amelia could initially surmise. There's a sharp intake of breath and then she rubs her forehead from the sheer secondhand pain that she felt from the information.]

Gale... Gale, that's just...

[Never mind her own role post-relationship; she's taken in by the enormity and immorality of it all. What on earth was going through Dr. Manx's mind? It's completely alien to Amelia, who, for all her faults, recognized that Gale's qualities as a scholar, as a teacher, as a person of integrity were genuine. He hadn't spoken of his ex-lover because what they had meant that much. Spurned as he was, it hadn't gotten in the way of how they became friends after their own stumbling beginnings.

She swerves in her seat, her head shaking vigorously.]

You did not deserve that. What the hell was she— what is she even thinking now?

[Her voice has gained a tight, frustrated edge. She was angry on his behalf. It wasn't fair; Amelia's own part during their first encounter made her feel even more agitated, having wanted to use her time with him for purely selfish reasons though she had no way or reason to want to know what had ailed him.]

Did she expect you to just... Continue with the affair? Didn't any of your feelings matter to her?