Hayley's expression tightens for a second, as she attempts to control it. Then she frowns plainly, alleviating herself of the effort. Without noticing, she has stopped shaking and instead simply leans against the door. Her hand on the door's frame pulls free and lifts to press her thumb against her brow as she thinks.

"Which statue?" She remembers at least two statues, maybe three. The young kid had had the same effect on both she and Nico, causing them to tell the truth. Maybe it affected others differently, or maybe the different statues had different effects. It was an easier to solve puzzle that allowed her some measure of distraction for a moment, before thinking on the rest of his words.

"Is that like.. some deep wish? You want to be like that, but you're too afraid or sentimental or cowardly or something to do it and now you feel bad that you got what you want? Or was it like, a nightmare, or..?" She trails off as she drops her hand to her side. "You told me how that you felt about you you. How do you feel about him?"