[ She glares at him angrily, ignoring the tearstains on her face. Dammit, why does she always have to be crying?

But she can only do that for a moment around him before her whole body sags. Yeah, she should probably be embarrassed. But hell, she doesn't even care anymore. ]

Y'ever feel like yer avoidin' somethin'? Like hoppin' around worlds an' threads an' people don' give ya even th'slightest bit'a satisfaction ta wha's actually botherin' ya? Like... like I'm a damn fool?

[ She covers her face with her hands, shuddering. ] I want an escape an' everythin' feels too real. I got too much ta deal with. Too many people ta care about. I can't do this. Not withou' him!

An'... an' I know I shouldn'. An' I think I've always known tha'. [ She lowers her hands, taking long and shuddering breaths. ]

'm too weak, I've changed too much... [ She shakes her head. ] I don' know wha's me anymore.

I'm... I'm scared. [ She finally looks back at Pokey, real tears in her eyes. ] I can't do this.