[ Even though she doesn't know he's talking of the Carta, it's what she's thinking of here, because she can only relate by applying this to herself. Drawing her knees towards her chest, she stares down at her illuminated hand. ]

Don't think you can ever say it wasn't you, even when you were a kid. Doesn't mean you wanted that life. People tell you who to be for so long that once you're away from them...

[ She trails off. This is getting too personal. ]

Point is, when people got their hold on you like that, I guess you either got to replace them with new people -- better people -- or learn who you want to be now. And that's how you really leave. It ain't just putting one foot in front of the other. It's putting your head there too.

[ She stops to reevaluate what she's said. It's easier said than done, and she hasn't even tried yet. She's still wondering if Harik and the other bigwigs will punish her when she gets back; not picturing a life where she doesn't go back. ]