[ she knows wash is watching her, but carolina can't bring herself to raise her face, torn between just staying where she is, or pulling away, or stepping closer and tucking her head under his chin and coaxing his arms around her so maybe she'll feel okay again. for now, she stays still. ]

I can blame the Blues and Reds all I want but that doesn't change the fact that it wasn't enough. After every mistake I've made, I can't lose you to one, too. [ and then, so it comes out in a way she can control and not in some other night's nightmare: ] Your recovery isn't going great, on Chorus. You're not the same as you were before this and I don't know if you'll ever be.