[She thinks about where things had been leading when she ran off to join this show and grimaces.]

More bad than good, at this point.

[She breathes out a soft sigh, brushing her thumb against the soft fabric of the plushie.]

Fighting… I don’t think I have the heart for it. But I can’t bear the thought of my friends running headlong into danger while sitting back and doing nothing, so I may be resigned to follow them wherever it goes.