I'm okay. [ she doesn't sound particularly bummed, it's not a "no, I'm fine, really" answer, she's just being honest ] This is all- [ enough to make her press her mouth shut and shake her head a little bit ] I'm trying to just focus on what we're dealing with and how to fix things here, but I keep catching myself feeling really worried. About everyone - here, and on that other Barge and it's not helping in the whole ..being productive thing.

[ she's feeling worried and selfish, the latter because of how glad she is that she has Peter, her Peter, here with her still ]

I feel weirdly guilty over the thought of our friends dealing with that other me. Really, really guilty.