Oh, goodness. Susan is crying. She supposes that makes sense. Ordinarily, Annabelle would be staring with intense, wide-eyed fascination at this unveiling of behavior, but it's sort of unbearable. She's probably worn out from the excitement, and also, Lauren is annoying her and she doesn't want to look at him.

As she fusses her hands in her lap, she rolls her eyes away, which could be mistaken for Annabelle being polite. Really, she's thinking about when Lauren was unconscious in the hallway.

This is so unbearably emotional she wants to leave, but she doesn't wholly trust Lauren's change, yet. She simply doesn't know enough. What if it's clever tricks? As if a blood sucking demon would have one over on her like that.