"Whether to stay with me or not," she answers. "Knowing what I am and who I may have to answer to, knowing that it's not always safe. It hasn't been that long but you-- you mean so much to me, and that by itself marks you, if there's reason to worry about it."

She turns to look back at the woods.

"I don't feel any of it. No one answered." There's the smallest smile in her voice. "No, you answered."