No. She was doing it again. Changing the subject. Trying to slide out of having to answer his questions. She had done it before, when he had asked her about her nightmares - multiple times, in fact - and he still had no answers about that. This was about her and the reasons she was keeping things from him. Not about what had happened after New Year's.

"We're not talking about me right now." His voice was sharp and firm. "We're talking about you. And why you won't tell me things that are important to you. Why you don't see me as your best mate any more."