[She knows a scare tactic when she sees it. If he hadn't told her, she would've marched back there - without him - and...

Well. Realistically, she's almost always reckless.

But now she knows, and she's pale with dread, and he's offering to take care of him. She knows with what. She knows how. It's on the tip of her tongue to say yes, make it hurt.

But instead, she deflates a little.]

I just wanted to...save that man. He was - he's the one who offered up his old house to us for a pittance, I couldn't abide...

[She shakes her head, grim.] Don't, for my sake - I'm not sending you out there to be my hired assassin. I know when I'm under prepared, Five, don't worry - I won't rush back headfirst.