The plan to go home had been jointly agreed upon, but it had shifted with their coming here and failed to re-settle. She doesn't actually care where she ends up, she just wants to live. She just wants to stop losing. The thought of David being as suddenly and completely gone as Jaime, Sasha, Heropa, the house in De Chima, the Hall of Justice...

Fear and deserving... She sucks in a slow breath and stands up straight again, taking a talk-step back, not quite detaching from him. He's got mascara on his shirt, too. Small victories, even if it means she probably looks like garbage now.

"You've obviously got something you need to talk about."

Her affect's flatter. She's finally fallen back on just tamping down her emotional reaction. If he's going to 'it's not you, it's me' at her, she might as well call him on it and get a better picture of what's more powerful than their abandoned solidarity.