"Good," Cin said firmly and with a nod, before looking at him seriously so he couldn't misunderstand her next words even a little. "Because I'm not pulling you down next time, no way." She came here and he was trying to kill himself, she was leaving, she was letting him die. She had enough going on in her life and she didn't need that.
Then she added, "but I'll have a root beer," because maybe that would make him less likely to try it all again.