Then you're better than Tess. Or me. I would have looked.

[Look, it's a compliment. Ellie isn't sitting, clearly unsure as to what to do now that she has her journal back. She still wants to retaliate--old habits--but knows it's better to just. Let it go.

Easier said than done, but she's trying. Ellie takes a deep breath.]

... thanks. She wouldn't have given it back to me without a fight.