"Your guess is about as good as mine, at this point," she shrugs sullenly. That is to say, the deeper into this fae shit they get, the less it feels like she knows.

She sags onto the branch, obviously distracted. Their mission isn't the only thing getting her down and she knows it, but she's not sure how to address the other issue she's having. "Steven, I--" she starts loudly, turning to look at him again, but when she sees his face she breaks off, and averts her eyes once more. "I'm... The mission isn't the only thing that's bothering me!"