She takes a deep breath that's exhaled as a very slight huff when she's tacked on at the end there. David just been encouraging her to ditch him, after all, so... Whatever. The rest is all legitimate concerns, so it's no use picking at or lingering on something insignificant.

"So we won't go back," she finally answers, firm but with a frustrating warble at the end of it. "I don't want to lose me, either. Or you."

And maybe the fear will wear with time, maybe something will shift, maybe the stars will fucking align, for once, and they'll get everything they need all at once. Probably not, though.