[She doesn't look at him. She can't look at him. If she drops her hand, he'll see the tears stinging in her eyes. It's all she can do just to keep that breath from turning into a sob.

The regret comes not long after Peter's shout. What is breaking his phone going to do? It doesn't stop what's already out there, what's already been said. She doesn't even know how much further it's gone, and she's not sure that she wants to know.]

I'll... I'll replace that. I-- [Her voice is tight in her throat.] What will it take? To get you to stop this? Please, just tell me. I can't keep doing this with you.