[She shakes her head furiously at that. Making a strangled sound at the sound at the back of her throat, she promptly hides her face with her hands.]

No!

I d-didn't. Don't mean. I'm going to try. I have to try. But that doesn't mean I want to die. I just. I'm. I'm just.

I'm tired. With. Just. I can't let it go. Not until he's dead or I'm dead. Dying's okay. It's not always bad. I'm okay with it.

[She pauses at that last question before replying in a very small voice.]

Please don't make me not go. Please don't stop me going, Fletch. Please. Understand.