[She peers at his face while he recites it, sympathetic in a small, cornered way to some of the reasons he isn't proud of, a little lost-looking around the edges, a little hungry, and a little scared, too, but of her own interest and the things lurking behind it, not of him.]

When you wanted to. What was your frame of mind, during, when you wanted to.

[She constructs the question of his own words; she isn't sure which one of them she's trying to make it easier for.]