It's some flowery speech he gives her and it takes a moment for her to suss out his meaning; it feels like she's solving a riddle at every turn. She thinks on his words, and on letting go of the past.

There's so much there, dug in like a tick, and it's hard to let go of because the future is so uncertain. She will, however, make an attempt; she resumes the position, closes her eyes, and pulls in and releases a deep breath.

Come on, Fareeha; let it go.