Sure, he's being nice about it, now, but she hasn't forgotten the way he spoke about Topher all of ten seconds ago. Raving, he'd said. Sad, really. If he knew everything that had happened back in Snowsdale, what sort of things would he say about her?

Her face flushes, and she tugs her hand free. "Is that supposed to help?" she asks tersely, her eyes beginning to sting. Wonderful. Crying would just make this so much better. Thoroughly mortified, now, she ducks her head, hiding behind her curls.