Maybe it won't hit again, but I like contingency plans. Steps we can both take. That, uh--

[She pauses, and Bear paws at her leg, making a faint smile briefly cross her face.]

That's something I'm working on, when I can feel myself not thinking clearly. Or... thinking too much.

["Thinking too much": her way of describing the way her brain will sometimes go into high alert at the slightest provocation, picking apart anything and everything for hidden tells of unreality.]