At age 10, I eventually agreed with my parents to go to the books section if I got lost in the mall. Good times, since its where I found adventure books such as Fighting Fantasy or Lone Wolf.
Ah. Reminded me of the time I got lost when I was a wee little lad. It's fortunate that my mother had somehow developed some sort of telepathic link with me. Accurately found me at the fourth floor of another building. Amazing things, I tell you.
I'm actually reading what she's saying as her telling the Admiral not to be lost.
Unless the unspecified subject of what she's saying is herself, in which case she is talking to herself.
It's a psychological coping mechanism some people have when dealing with anxiety - shifting the blame onto the other party, so the person doesn't panic (at least not immediately).
