[Mia listens closely, though she continues trying to navigate. She empathizes with what Christine's saying a lot, but admitting so feels difficult. She just nods, letting out a breath.]

It doesn't feel like there's a lot any of us can prepare for. You're not alone, feeling that way.. But-

[Ah, something more immediate interesting; light seeping in from the exit, reflecting on the bottoms of the mirrors.]

Look. We're almost there.