"It's not harsh," she protests lightly, drawing closer and affectionately wrapping an arm around his. "It's just how it is. She's everything that's been holding me back all this time. With all that out of the way, I can focus on the things that really matter, like my research... and you." She gazes at his eyes, or where they are behind the visor, as she pulls herself close.

The other Rita just keeps standing there awkwardly, averting her gaze. She can't bring herself to disagree.