Sarah tries to explain what happened.

“Okay...” Sarah says, shifting slightly in he seat on the bed so she can face you better. After a brief pause to gather her thoughts and probably figure out how and where to start, she continues.

“After I arrived at your house, I knocked a few times and called out for Todd, but didn't get an answer. Then, out of nowhere, someone shoved me up against the door from behind and pulled the gun from my belt and...put it to my head...” Sarah briefly pauses again as she says this, seemingly shaken up a little by the memory. “It turned out to be Todd, just being careful, but... God, I'd never felt so terrified in all my life...” she adds, rubbing her arms lightly for a moment.

“I know the feeling...” You say, sympathizing somewhat as you allude once more to your own ordeal.

“Right...” Sarah mutters quietly before continuing. “Anyway... He turned me around to face him and demanded to know how I knew his name, so I told him what happened; How I found you lying in the street, bleeding, and brought you back here to treat your wound; And that you asked me to find him to tell him that you were okay. He was so relieved... I'd barely finished telling him before he pulled me into a big hug, thanking me and saying that he thought he'd lost you again.

“But...then...” Sarah begins to trail off at this point, looking down at the bed slightly as she hesitates to continue.

You're not particularly interested in a dramatic pause at the moment, though.

“Go on,” you say impatiently. “You already told me that you two fucked. There's no point in getting all shy and embarrassed about how you got to that point now.”

Sarah simply nods in response before finally continuing.

“...I kissed him...” she confesses, still looking down at the bed beneath your gaze. “I don't really know what came over me, but...when he was holding me in his arms like that, it just... The last person to hold me like that was my husband, back before the plague took him. I knew in the back of my mind that we should have been getting back here to you, but it just felt so good to be held in a man's arms like that again...I couldn't stop myself.

“We just sort of...stared at each other for a second after that,” Sarah says, pausing for a moment again. “Before I knew it, my back was against the door and we were kissing again. I feel the door open behind me, and then Todd pushes be down onto the couch... Beyond that, well...you know...”

Sarah trails off again there, likely assuming that you don't want to hear the details of 'the act' itself, and seemingly finished with her explanation of what happened.