[Not her ladybird, but Carla can see it in herself, the same jump to pay whatever is asked of her in order to get where she needs to be. She feels like she should have learned her lesson, but maybe not. Still acting on impulses.]
I can make it there in forty minutes.
[She's not humoring the actual question there--(She doesn't know. It depends, on what her thoughts do between then and now. How much she hates herself for letting him know she's falling again.)]
too early;
I can make it there in forty minutes.
[She's not humoring the actual question there--(She doesn't know. It depends, on what her thoughts do between then and now. How much she hates herself for letting him know she's falling again.)]