I knew I could count on you.
Kory: You're up late, kiddo.
Rachel: I couldn't sleep. Did I catch you at a bad time?
Kory: I got a minute or two. What's up?
Rachel: I was worried.
Kory: About me?
Rachel: That you went back home.
Rachel: Everybody has come back home, but the thing is, nobody's staying. They're all moving on, and I wondered if you're moving on, too.
Kory: I have to go home, too. I'm sorry.
Rachel: I get it. I mean, you have your own people back there, and I'm just somebody you met. But I don't know, I don't know, I felt like you were my people. If you're going home, maybe I could come see you.
Kory: You don't belong where I come from, Rachel. What's going on?
Rachel: Something's happening to me.
Kory: Like before, with your father?
Rachel: No, this time it's different. When I fought my father, I became something. Something different. And that different thing wants me to be it... all the time, so I spend all day, and all night trying to hold it down, trying to hold it in, trying to keep it in. I'm so tired.
Kory: What would happen if you just let it out?
Rachel: I don't know. I think I would be like when I...
Kory: When you killed your dad?
Rachel: And I don't know if I want to be that all the time. I kind of just want to be normal.
Kory: Have you talked to Dick?
Rachel: No. I have caused enough trouble, that's why I'm telling you.
Kory: It's okay. Sit tight.
Kory: I'm on my way.
Rachel: I knew I could count on you.