"I... I don't know, I just- I mean, I can't- I guess I didn't scream, so that's a plus." She's not thinking of what to do with it in general, just-- just that she doesn't do a good job with people grabbing her from behind, and she'd told Joel about it a long time ago. "I mean, like, it probably could have gotten really bad, if I did that, when he was just... yelling."

She's noticably freaked out; she can't keep her hands still, running the back of her neck, shoving back her hair, twisting Oscar's leash around her fingers. "His problem is that I did that," she says after a long second, her eyes flicking away, to the ground for a second. "I mean, I did that to a lot... of people," she said before her eyes found Joel's again, not really sure what she'd see there. "He wasn't wrong."

There's the worry about that guy - which is totally there, totally true-- but there's a larger worry, too. It's a lot bigger, it's that anyone she passes - they could think the same thing.