Maybe. But at least if we're burning fish, we're doing something productive. Dwelling's not.

[ She regrets letting herself say as much as she had. It's stupid. But she's alone, and she feels like she's drowning. She clams up, now, trying to make up for it. ]

I'm — Look, I'm sorry. But they're gonna need help getting camp ready, and I — I should go.

[ she moves to make the escape. ]