That's okay. I have enough for the both of us. [She nods.]

It was a dream, like a... A vision! You know what a vision is, right? [A beat. He brings up a good point, and she presses her lips together in thought.] No, but... If you choose to fight, or if you choose to die, those are still choices. Limited ones. Bad ones. But choices that you can still make for yourself.