Sheska looks down at the floor, trying to find the words to explain. He doesn't understand. The number of friends she's disappointed, or harmed by inaction... by not seeing what was clearly in front of her... If she lays it out for him, he'll hate her. But he deserves the truth. Secrets only hurt people.

She's too slow, and he takes her hand before she can open her mouth. "Of... of course."