She nodded, looking down at her hands for a moment until he asked her that question, the one she wished she could give him a concrete answer to. She was definitely going to try, though, and she wasn't going to give in so easily next time...just as long as nothing freaky happened like some pyramid-faced thing making razorblades appear on every counter and in every drawer of her apartment.
"I'm really gonna try, Sam," she told him, looking right into his eyes as she said it. "I can't promise I won't slip up, but I really will try."