He was, is the thing; she needed the sleep, she needed the break from the jungle, but for a second, she thought he'd gone, that someone else had left her behind.

"It's okay. I'm...sorry, too, for over-reacting. Thank you. For breakfast, I mean. That was nice." Even if it was burnt.

She knows that was an over-reaction, and she wants things to go back to being easy.

"I'm allowed to worry about one of three people I actually know in this decade."