"That much should be doable, but..." But it all comes back to jumping off things... Rita sighs, then shakes her head. "I'll figure something out. I always do."

She faces one of the trailer windows, considering the dark sky outside. It's still the middle of the night, but she's much too worked up to think about going back to sleep. This conversation's given her a few things to think about, besides.

"...I'm going out," she says abruptly. "I'll let you get back to sleep."