[Wait. It sounds like he's leaving. She'll be alone with her thoughts if that happens. It's a good thing she's a big girl and can deal with that, even if she doesn't necessarily want to. The smile fades away and is left with a look of uncertainty. It stays on her face as she tries hard to think of something she needs him for. The reality of the situation is she doesn't need him for anything. She just doesn't want to be alone. Not here, not yet.

So she goes to what her next plan of action is, and she questions him in a small voice.]

Do you think there's any way I can steal back the things that they took from me? They took something from me that was important, and I want it back.