...If I were at home, and you weren't there —

[She shakes her head, turning away from the cards for a moment to transition from simply being held to clinging a little more properly.]

I'd rather be with you. Even if it's harder, or more dangerous. Because I'd fall apart without you, too. I always did, a little bit, when you and Silver would go away. A bit of me would always be gone, until you came home again.