[She sighs at his persistence, and moves to a table. Of course she's expecting him to follow and sit down with her. Once they're both seated in an area with relative privacy, she'll nod and answer him.]

You lost it back home... I don't know what happened, you were already hurt when I saw you next.

[And truthfully until coming back here and remembering what Carl said about Ron, she only had a vague idea what happened. But since that piece of the puzzle is not exactly what he asked her per se, she chooses to leave it at that. Ron was dead for whatever happened.

Anyway, as that answer his question well enough, it's her turn.] You don't remember anything else?