[And somehow, that firm statement gets through to Elizabeth more than the reassurances that everything was going to be alright and that she would be fine. She considers the instruction, eyes sliding closed as she rests against Gai's chest again.]

I never let it paralyze me before. I guess I was so ready to be done with fighting and violence, to put all of it behind me and move towards the quiet I'd earned.

But I guess I can't help throwing myself into situations for yours and Booker's sakes, no matter how ready I am.