What, now I've got to believe you're to blame for everything forever?

[Camille shakes her head.]

You didn't relish in it. I would have hurt someone if you hadn't. And you brought me back.

[Are there mixed feelings? Oh, absolutely. Camille is still uncertain about whether returning was worth the trip at all.

Looking at Asa on the verge of a panic attack, she loathes herself for thinking it. She can't let the weight of her life break a teenage girl's back. Not on top of the fresh loss.]

I don't hate you. I don't blame you. And I don't want you wasting your life blaming yourself. It's not worth it. Believe me.