She nods, cracking the beer on the edge of the table and taking a drink. She pauses after swallowing it down. Church is looking at her and she drinks in the look of him, those green eyes, so pleading and so disappointed.

"I want to do right by you," she says. It's almost a whisper and she clears her throat. "I need to come up with...some way..."

She looks away, down and to the side.