[ What does he mean, no? She stares up at him, hopelessly confused and more worried than ever. He's seemed...okay lately, more than okay - a few nightmares, sure, but his grip on reality, at least, has been stable.

Or at least, she'd thought it was. Now she's not so sure.

Wash doesn't explain further, though, and then he continues and she drops her head again in shame. That much, she remembers. ]

I was...

[ She trails off, and then frowns suddenly, brow furrowed in intense thought. ]

I was following...someone. We were trying to go...

[ Somewhere. Why can't she remember? It had seemed so important. She shakes her head. ]

...You were trying to stop me.

But I wouldn't listen to you.