Lee is confused. She's fine. Or she will be fine. She can make herself be fine, she always can, sometimes it just takes a little while. “It's not as bad as it looks,” she insists earnestly. “Really, it's not.” She's just so dizzy. And tired.
She glances at Sinclair like she expects him to back her up, that they're fine! They're all so fine! But he's not looking at them or at anything.
Did something? She didn't do anything. She got hit in the head and passed out, and when she woke up someone was leading her away and her head was sticky.
But how can she go back out there without him? He's touching her now, but what if he stops? He might disappear. Those things happen. You think you see something, and then when you turn your head again, it's gone. Lee looks so uncertain. She had been positive that the thing to do was to keep going, but now she's not so sure.
Sinclair said you gonna head home? But what does that mean?