[She can hear the panic, and it hurts. She could say no. Go back. Try to make nice with whoever ends up on their floor, try to talk to him about everything she's worried about.

But right now, she's just not strong enough. Her answer's strained, croaky.]

I just need some time. A - a reset, maybe. I want to be better, but I can't get there while I'm worrying about what people think of me.