Lonely? [She digs her knee in against his side.] I think you're looking at the wrong woman. [She dodges the neck attempt at first and throws another fist toward his face, aiming to hit with the heel of her palm as taught.
But the rest of it? The lasting? Hard to argue that. She wants things this place can't give her. She wants that future. The one she never believed she could have. The one she never really let herself want before.]