"And how old were you when they touched you?" Vague language for a vicious problem- he doesn't expect much of an answer and offers his own instead, voice careful- not light, not easy for this is not a thing that is easily recalled or said. But. It is said with care. "I was eight. In a room much like this, though the walls were clay rather than stone, hot from the sun."

Little details that are impossible to forget.