She let him talk with his determination, about how they were going to be fine. She let him make his promises. She let himself. She let him make plans.

But when he tried to explain to her how Marl worked and how he would kill her. She looked down at the ground for a second. "That was kind of the point of me suggesting it." she said, looking up at him with a bit of a sad smile. "You're right. He's a typical hunter, Connor. He's hunting his mark. You know he won't stop...and with him on our tails, there wouldn't be enough time for us to get to the medallion anyways. You made me feel alive, and I [i] want[/i] to be with you...but I'm not going to let you be hunted because of me."