I don't speak dog but the look on Martha's face says it all: you dumb ass.

I'm torn between chasing after and letting her go. Neither option looks all that great. I chase after her and it becomes even more clear that the GAE is the place to be. I stay put and maybe she'll get into all sorts of trouble I could've prevented.

I find an unhappy medium, calling out, "...I'm keeping an eye on you, Miss Kyle!"