"How about you fucking trust me?" Ellie says back, some of the spitfire coming back into her voice. Him asking her what he's supposed to think, that's something she can respond to, she can tell him what to think. She can do conviction, especially when she knows she's right.

Especially when she knows Sarah's going to want to see her Dad, again, and that Tess... Well, Tess had already started working on the smuggling ring. She'd want Joel to be part of that. And Ellie was just glad to see him there, underneath all the other feelings, so it didn't matter, in the end, what he thought of her.

"Jesus, Joel, we went through all that shit together, so I get it. Maybe I don't fucking know what that type of loss is like, but I sure as hell know what the fuck I'm talking about right now. Sarah is here, so's Tess."

Her hands clench and then she finally gestures towards him. "Please, Joel."