It's a level of devotion she's not used to. Larys had offered to be her ally, but she's never felt such trust for someone as Mat. He’s forceful, aye, but he's insistent at what he views as his duty. Clinging to his side throughout all of this, she can't bear the though of being without him. Not in her current state and not after what's been done to them.

She tore at her finger, biting her cuticles nervously. Better to risk it all than be left alone with her fear and paranoia.

"Then let us run." She extended her hand, bloody and raw. "Do not let go."