"Well, it's not like I came out here with a plan," she said. She started back toward him, closing some of the distance between them ... but not all of it.
She sensed she was walking a very thin line on very thin ice, and she wondered if she was going to muck this up, too.
"Do you even want this? Am I wasting my breath trying to ... to fix this? Not." She frowned. "Not fix. But ... find a detour around the bridge I burned. Get back somewhere near where we were."
She took another step closer, her head tilting as her eyes sought his.