[ fwump. She scrambles up into a sit, backing into a corner with a sort of-- weird wariness in her expression. ]

I-- we talked and then-- Aphelios--

[ stops, aware she's not making much sense and tries to take a breath to steady herself with mixed success. ]

I can't. Stop him from wanting to look. If he didn't believe me-- he had to. It's fine. I'm fine!