Annabelle doesn't think she can tell Susan that he probably ran away because he was losing his mind. Interesting that it's not all the way gone, it seems.

"Furthermore..."

Again, there's no way this wouldn't be upsetting to Susan. She bites her lip, rolling her eyes up to look at Lauren.

"Are you confident that Susan might not, in some present circumstances, need protection?"

If he was alone with Lauren?

"I'm trying to help." It's such a pain in the ass, she would be happy to throw her hands up and walk away from this. But she feels like Susan understands her; he has the same cursed abundance of a gift, and a fiery soul. And it wasn't as if she disliked Lauren, even if he was being irritating. But who knew; being murdered was probably quite agitating. "I simply know what I see."