I don't think that you've thought this through enough, and I really wish you'd reconsider. You don't know me half as well as you think you do. You should really just give up and turn back from this idea before you make a fool out of yourself or worse.
[She settled, leaning against the bridge railing, staring out towards the entry into old hell. Sighing, she turned her head back, muttering about 'now I'm the one talking to myself.']
You're just not going to give up until you do this, are you? I'm a little jealous of that tenacity, no matter how stupid it is. Well, with any luck, you'll get bored of this idea like all your others, give up and I won't have to out into the world. That would be better.
[No, she wasn't going to admit that she really wanted out under the sun again. She was so jealous of all the people having fun in those games, getting into trouble and having adventures. It drove her to distraction. But then again, everything did.]