[ She sighs, softening a little. ]

I know you wouldn't.

[ She knows that, but there's still some confusion there. ]

...Truthfully, I don't even know what to expect. [ Or what she's so scared of? Harrow's frustration echoes in her. ] I just know that I continue to depend on you, when I know there will come a time when we will all have to let go.

[ Soon, probably. ]