Clover is uncertrain.
Clover: This is already harder than I thought it'd be...
Clover: I'm doubting all my choices...
Clover: Maybe I shouldn't go after all.

Bridgette arrives in the doorway.
Bridgette: Discouraged already?
Clover: Bridgette!

Bridgette: No one has ever found anything precious by retreading the same worn ruts.
Bridgette: And how can you doubt your choices...

... when there are no rules except you try?