That hits close to home. She hasn't thought about Dina or JJ since she left Jackson, months and months spent carefully keeping them pinned far back in her mind, deeper and darker than Joel. Joel's death, she can almost nearly breathe over the top of. Ruining things with Dina and the potato...

It's there, and it's gone, consigned once more into the darkness of her secret thoughts. Secret even from herself, until late at night, when the dark weight of death slithers up to sit on her chest.

"What was the promise?" Was it worth it?