She didn't hold him back, but let her hand rest on his arm when he didn't remove himself completely from the scene. The shock was clear, and her expression added the slightest hint of her own guilt.

She nodded, still searching his face. "Yes," she admitted softly, as if afraid he might leave upon the revelation. She still had him there for now, though. "I've known from the beginning that your smile wasn't...always honest, but..." But it hadn't been that bad until now. "...I didn't want to pry..." Her brow furrowed worriedly. "It's worse now..."

With everything else that had been happening on the turtle, she hadn't had a spare moment to think, let alone sort out what might be trivial problems for the others she knew. Her newly founded sensitivity to certain emotions, though, couldn't allow her to relax now that she had pinned Erskine's. Not when they were this strong and there were no immediate stressors that she could identify. Things had just begun to settle... so why was he feeling like this so much more profoundly now?