The question was not one she had expected. Or, perhaps, she should have expected.

But she tried. She honestly tried as she opened her mouth and hesitated, her mouth trying to form words that she didn't want to say, that she couldn't say, but had to say. It friggin' sucked, even if the result was almost comical "I- I don't-" she looked at Mab, her eyes wide as she practically begged for help, to not have to say the truth. But there was no resisting.

"Yes."