[makes her way toward the fire, and incidentally within reaching distance of you, pulling the gloves off as she does and holding it out like she wanted to warm them even though it's not even that cold]

I don't want you to be miserable. I don't, but I--part of me just wanted to avoid you completely and let it run its stupid October course and the other part of me wanted to find Ivy and beat her stupid face in until it stopped, and I didn't know what to do.

I still don't know what I should've done...