You want to go after him, you go through me.

If you don't change your mind first, once the fighting is all over. [After all, it might take months— it might take years; a lot can happen between now and then. Still, there's a hardness to her voice when she says it. Something out of place compared to the saccharine sweetness she'd employed just a few seconds earlier.

Maybe she's just protective.]

I like to think you will.