An invisible hand grabs her throat. It's Kamala's turn to stand now as a surge of panic washes over her. "It doesn't have to, Frank!" It comes out in a rush. As always Kamala is painfully sincere. Her eyes bright tellingly. She doesn't want that for him. This time she thinks she can stop some bad things from happening. She's grown up, hasn't she? She should be able to do this much!

The rest is more carefully spoken. She thinks every word through, weighing how much help or hurt they will do as she says them. "We may not know what's happening, we may not even be who we think we are, but this isn't Reims! We don't have to get hurt over and over again without having any real way to save each other. You can convince Jessica to let people help her for a change and if you can't, then I'll talk to her too. It doesn't always have to end badly." She stresses that part. Kamala doesn't blame him for feeling that way, but she can't accept it.