[ Her conviction towards confessing drops somewhat at that, and she looks a little relieved. It's a damn sight more honest than she's been with anyone else here without it all but being forced out of her - sure a few people know, but if they hadn't witnessed what they had then Anna never would have told them. Still, she can keep a few cards close to her chest. That's not wrong, right? ]
Help? [ Now that takes her by surprise, and it shows. Her hand drops back to her side, the other pushing through her hair loosely, and she looks at him for a moment, clearly confused. ] Why would you think I needed help?
[ Which isn't quite the question she wants to ask. She kept secrets. She lied. Why would he want to help her? ]
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Help? [ Now that takes her by surprise, and it shows. Her hand drops back to her side, the other pushing through her hair loosely, and she looks at him for a moment, clearly confused. ] Why would you think I needed help?
[ Which isn't quite the question she wants to ask. She kept secrets. She lied. Why would he want to help her? ]