Ah, so that is why Amelia ends up going to bed hungry more often than not. "I'll help you figure it out," she says reassuringly. "I had to more or less re-teach myself how to cook once we settled on Atlantis, I can do the same for you."

She takes Amelia's hand gratefully, although when Amelia suggests that they stay inside, she shakes her head and does not sit back down. "No, I... I'm okay to go shopping." She breathes slowly, but is unable to hide the look of embarrassment on her face. It doesn't help that Amelia knows about her stalker. In fact, it some ways it makes it worse. What kind of hypocrite would she be, encouraging Amelia to step outside her comfort zone when she won't do the same?

"If... If I'm with you, then I'm safe." That much she believes to be true. She gives Amelia a tentative smile. "It's just... you know, after everything, being in the Nexus makes me nervous. But if I don't face my fears, I'll never get better. So..." She glances towards the door and squares her shoulders. "Let's go."