She listens to his rant with an ever growing expression of frustration. By the end, she's sitting up and looking away from him again. Originally, she thought maybe he just wasn't getting it. Now she's not sure it's possible for him too. Their views might just be too far apart to ever really overlap.

"Bart," Hayley sighs. He's being ridiculous.

Then she turns on him, weariness suddenly replaced with anger. "Fine, you're right. I shouldn't take any precautions at all. I should just talk to whoever wherever with no regard for my personal safety. Oh, and well I'm at it, I guess I won't bother staying with you - or anyone else for that matter - since there's nothing you can do and no way to prepare for anything."

She stands up, moving away from him without any real direction.