It took a lot for Fred to be able to ask if they could go out. She’s been gathering up the courage for so long, and now that she’s finally said it … she can feel her heart beating hard in her chest. Was it too LATE to take it back?
“Go out. I think — I mean ... do ya think that it’s safe & all to go out? Like if I went out into the world right now nothing horrible would happen? ‘Cause I really don’t feel like havin’ horrible stuff happen anymore.”
"I… I can’t promise that, Fred. Anything could happen. But what happened last time… that’s not how things usually go, that much I can promise you.“
Her expression softens into one of sympathy as she takes in the nervous look on Fred’s face. Sure, Cordelia had never quite been in Fred’s position, but she does know that adjusting to life in L.A. (especially a life like theirs) is BEYOND difficult. So it only takes a moment of hesitation before she blurts out a suggestion:
"How about this: we start slow - just to get you reintroduced to the world a little bit? Just you, me, and whatever place you want to eat - and we can just figure the rest out from there.”