She glances down, squeezing his fingers. It won't just be Bon Temps she's leaving; it'll be the family she has left, the few friends she has. She'll have to meet new people and either hide what she can do or try to explain it and watch them turn away from her again.

And somehow, that's not even her biggest concern. "I'm a little worried," she admits, meeting his eyes again. "Everyone you're gonna meet is gonna be so smart and... ambitious, and..."

She shrugs, slightly. "I only graduated high school."