"Of course I'm staying here."

There's nothing else out there in the world for her, at least not yet. A tiny room is better than the wilderness, or her crumbling apartment back in Boston, or a guest bedroom in Joel's house, if he'd even have her. She's here.

She lets her second backpack slip down her free arm, and she sets it down on the floor as she moves after him. Fine. She can help.

"How big is this deer?"

She's not sure she knows how big a deer is.