[Dylan scrunches up her face for a moment, jaw clenched. Her kitten mews at her, not liking the vibes its getting from her. It quickly dives off of her, skulking away.

She sniffs and shakes her head.]

I have to.

G-got to, have to. Important, Fletch.

And if I d-die, I think I w-want to b-be alone. I d-don't want anyone else to see what I saw.

Can't you see?