Sea Lion Shores I'[m] thinking of ending things

Tears heated her eyes almost immediately. She didn't look back at Tybault, not at first. Reverie could only stare at the water for several moments, trying to calm herself, trying to remember how to breathe. But all she could think was —
I'm thinking of ending things, And then it all spilled from her in a rush: the gap in her memory, their flight from things unknown to her, her sickness, the witch, Riordan, Lestan. She was crying by the end of it. Somewhere in the telling of her story she'd settled in the sand, curled up tightly with her tail tucked around her paws as if that might shield her from the coldness of it all. Finally, she looked back to Tybault.