"And where I came from, everyone died without me getting a say in the matter, so we're on different ends of the spectrum." Alas, that's the reality she's accepted, but seeing Cricket standing there unwavered by her words, gives Marie faith in the future. More people could stands to be like him, herself included. For now, she stops her departure, turning to face him with a smile, but it's clear that there's a lot of sadness behind that mask. She wants him to come back alive.

"When you come back, I'll buy you dinner and a drink. That'll give you time to tell me everything about Antarctica." With a friendly nod, she'll extend one hand to him in silent defeat. "Take care, Cricket."