"I'm telling you," Vette protested, balling into herself a little more. "So... so now you know, okay? I don't know what else I'm supposed to do."

The answer was probably not 'cry,' but there was a hitch in her breath anyway. That was fun. That was a great time she really wished she wasn't having right then.

"This is stupid. We asked you to come along because we wanted you along. If you're going to avoid us, what are we supposed to do? If you tell me to go away, am I a better or a worse friend if I don't?! It feels... like... like there's no right answer to that, Nina. It feels like a trap."