[Last night had been the first night she'd slept not only all the way through the night, but all the way through the night without nightmares since -- well. Probably since before Billy died last summer. She knows why; being alone overnight isn't a thing she's ever really enjoyed. Even before all the Upside Down shit had turned her life on its head the idea of being alone at night had creeped her out.

She knows her quietness probably had Steve wondering what was going on, had caught him giving her concerned looks all evening, and all throughout breakfast. Truthfully she knows she's in way over her head with everything. She's not old enough to have a job yet, unless she wants to babysit, but it's not like money from babysitting is going to pay the bills or put food on the table. But until someone physically shows up on her porch demanding money her plan is to just keep hoping for the best.

They've all been through too much. They shouldn't have to worry about her again, much less over something that's not even life-threatening.

She glances at Steve when he shuts the car off.]

Yeah, guess not. I think she had to work a double. [She shrugs a little, pretending to be completely unconcerned.] Thanks for the ride home. And for letting me invade your space last night. Try not to get into any other-worldly fights without me.

[Max reaches for the door handle.]