"You shouldn't bother, is all I'm saying," Sarah admits, her voice thick with exhaustion. She takes back half her drink in one go, sighing as she sets it back on the table. "I'll work. I'll drink. I'll heal." It's as simple as that. "You can't just keep being here, Hank, because I'm not as strong as I was. I'm not strong enough to stop feeling things for people, but you'll just go too," she accuses.