"You really thought this through," she murmurs, staring at those neon lights with trepidation and feeling like they're heralding her doom. She used to like lights like that; they were so different from the little southern town she'd grown up in, signaling a bigger world ready to be explored. Now she knows that they just serve to hide things, covering up the stars in the night sky and casting the world in color to cover up the darkness.

She doesn't want to do this. She doesn't want to be alone, even with only a dozen feet between them, because what if she wakes up and he's gone? Maybe taken, maybe of his own free will? She isn't ready to be on her own again, not in this world, but... what if that's what he wants? Or what if he just needs some time alone? They've been together all this time, perhaps he's getting sick of her being such a burden for all these long hours.

The various thoughts and worries whirl around her mind like a messy tornado, leaving a trail of destruction in the normally ordered system, but after a long moment of silence, she nods.

"I'll be right back."