[Well, she'll probably feel better about some things when they're done here, but this isn't going to go away. She feels the dam compartmentalizing her feelings crack a little, and scrubs her sleeve across her closed eye to catch the tear before it falls.

A sniffle, and then she nods with resolve.] Yeah. A rain check. [What a funny term. Appropriate, though, for her rainclouds.

She unfolds her legs and folds her arms, rubbing her hands over them as if she's just been taken by a chill.] Maybe-- Maybe I'll tell you about it when we get back to base. But, um, for now we should probably get out of this creepy maze.