[ free. she can't argue with the meaning of the word, nor the truth in it, no matter how and why she'd like to. (choosing to be with him made her feel free; this feels different. it's choice she's had to made because there were so few.)
her hand has fallen, dropped to his arm. it's there she notices it. her fingers are curl slightly into the sleeve of his jacket before she exhales, full of frustrations, and lets her arm drop.
nothing to figure out. fine. it's solved and she's free. check. she depended on rebekah. she's fine with all that.