Thank you. I'm not perfect at it, and I might never be, but...
[It shouldn't be so bad anymore as to come completely unpreceeded. She clasps her hands in front of her, as if coming to a decision. Okay, so it's not her unless there's definite proof of it.]
But with that said, I-I don't want to add fuel to it. [She was anxious enough earlier to cause some ice to spread over that tree trunk. Silly or not, she needs to sop worrying... ideally, right this moment.]