"Tseng's ... turning things down?" She wasn't entirely what to make of that. "What kind of things? I mean ... is he worried about risking you guys, or does he really ..."

She didn't know how to ask if Tseng got it. She didn't entirely trust him, yet, but she was getting there. Slowly, but surely.

"I think, all this time, I've been scared." She reached up to brush her fingers over his cheek. "That ... you being a Turk again will mean ... you doing horrible things and just pretending that you're okay with it."