Sarah presses her lips together so firmly that it almost hurts her to do so. She wishes that she had Sookie's positive determination. She wishes she had half of that optimism to filter into her life. She clasps onto Sookie's hand tightly and squeezes as hard as she can, giving her a helplessly amused and terrified look, all rolled into one. "If I don't, you're going to find me, aren't you?" she notes ruefully. "Find me and make me regret not fighting."