Behind her curtain of hair, she glared out across the lake. She didn't like being worried about. She didn't need to be worried about. She was the strong one. "Well you don't need to worry about me, alright?" Her tone came out harsher than she'd meant it to, she hadn't meant to snap at him. Another byproduct of her frayed nerves.

She hugged her knees tighter, trying to burrow a little lower down behind them. "Sorry."