There was a choice to be made, and Lena hadn't made it. The songs never lied. At least, they hadn't yet.

We actually back it up by file and give you the choice on which files are most critical to you.

Running to stand still
-Lena

I wouldn't know where to start."
"He who chooses the beginning of the road chooses the place it leads to."
"Thoreau?"
"Harry Emerson Fosdick...

There’s nothing to try, Ethan. It’s over. It’s too late.” She barely whispered, but it felt like she was shouting.

Some things are private, Ethan. Even for grown-ups.