"You were in love with her, I may look like her, sound like her and share the same DNA, but I was not the one here with you. I read the papers, I know how things were between you, and...the worst part of all of it, Sir, is that I can't begrudge either of you any of it."

Sam wasn't backing off this, she had to follow it through at this point.

"I have never stopped caring about you. But do you want to know something? Remember when I was lost on the Prometheus? Well what never went into the official file was what happened to me while I was there. I was exhausted and scared and lost and under the influence of who knows what. I saw people, my Dad, Daniel..you. All telling me how to survive, even given me insight about my life. You told me two things: that as long as I focused on you the unobtainable man I could never really get involved with anyone else and get hurt. Two, that you were a safe bet."

She should not be saying this, why couldn't she stop?

"And I saw a little girl, a child I bonded with while I was there. Someone I cared about deeply, her name was Grace."