[ She knew that, if she thinks about it. Protecting others was always going to mean obeying the CDC in their every whim. But that doesn't stop it being galling. Still, she takes his point in stride, not offended by what she knows is a fact. She hasn't forgotten, either, that early tense conversation that would lead to so much more than she bargained for. Much as she wanted a second chance, she could never have been prepared for what that chance would do to her. ]

Yeah. And now the trade-off is constantly being ... terrified about what might happen to those people. [ The pause was to search for words. She was going to soften the blow - say "freaked out," "concerned," whatever - but it wouldn't be the truth. It is a constant low-level terror, to care about other people whose fates are in constant jeopardy. ]

I think I might be starting to hate who I'm becoming, Noh-Varr. Especially if that person says how high when the CDC tells her to jump. [ She blows out a breath, weary in her bones. ] But what it comes down to is that I'd jump a fucking mountain if it'd keep you guys safe.

[ She pauses for half a breath, and then smiles. A real, genuine smile. ]

And avoid doing stupid, impulsive bullshit just because I feel like it. Or, you know, try to.