She bears the scrutiny, brows sliding together as the squinting continues, and then further as his take on the situation hangs a moment, and she squints at it in turn.

"Yes." Slowly. "And yes. It's not-- he's only here for me. He doesn't understand why I want to be here. He thinks it's stupid to risk myself for any of this. How can I be with a man like that? Who can see suffering or even cause it and not care?"