[Thing Ema hadn't anticipated: how horrible it would be to hear Maya begging her not to die like this. Every fiber of her wants to cover her ears, to run away, to let the panic and emotional overload take over and black out, to not have to deal with this and maybe she'll wake up somewhere safe with her sister or maybe even her parents if she's dead. She's not even sure anymore. She just wants to be anywhere but here, standing next to a man who's going to kill her, talking to a friend who desperately doesn't want her to die.

But she stands her ground. And she forces herself to speak, although her eyes are nowhere near Maya--she can't bear to look the other girl in the eye.]

T-this will help draw the cat out... and... and it'll protect you and Athena and Mr. Gavin... none of you deserve to die...

[Is she crying? OH YES, SHE IS.]

I'm sorry, Maya...