"It's not easy," Meredith says. "Making friends, meeting people, finding people who actually count. And it's been a rough few months. I get it." She props her head up one hand so she can look at him while she speaks. As little as she wants to dampen the mood, now she's started, it's worth finishing. "I worry, though. About what happens if... if we don't leave together. If you have to... be alone here until you can get to me."