"It won't!" she refuses weakly, shaking her head. "Nothing will be okay if we lose you. If I lose you."

She banishes the tears escaping her eyelashes with the back of her hand, then pushes her fluffy mass of curls out of her face. He can't help it, and she has no reason to get upset with him for trying to reassure her. "I'm sorry...y-you're right..." she amends shakily. If these are to be his last few days...hours... She's not going to make them any harder. She's going to be there for him, no matter how hard it is to see him like this.