"Because you're my best friend, you fucker," Libby says, wretched and torn, and she pushes his hands back with her TK. She can't let him touch her, or he might take it, and she needs it now. Her best friend by default, only friend, and Libby won't let them take him because everything else she ever loved is gone. She doesn't love Jesse, but it's as close as she's come since she was four.

"I'll drag you. I swear. So will you walk or--the other way?" She forces herself to be stern. Guve orders. No permission allowed.