Ocean's Breath Plateau I'm watching people watching me

It pained her slightly to see the dismay cross his face. He treated her with such care and made her feel alive yet she just didn't care. She should.
Swallowing her feelings, she told him: "Travelling inland. Perhaps joining a pack I like." 

She didn't want to join him. The ocean was icky. So so icky. Sandy, cold, wet, harsh and the water made her feel sick; not to mention it tasted gross. Nah, she wanted her mountain back. It's towering, sacred peak that oversaw the lands. The crisp, fresh air that whipped her face...She was lost in memory when she blurted out.
"Come with me. Please." 
Was it desire for him? Or desire to not be alone? Probably both. She looked away, feeling sheepish at what she'd said after so harshly telling him to back off.