He remains, in her head, a glaring threat to everyone present who will cut and run with a substantial portion of the few individuals she can bear to meaningfully care about at the first opportunity, and mock anyone left. It was a very strong impression, and it will prove a hard one to undo.

This said: those twisted morals make her feel safe, and it would never occur to her to complain beyond what influences his own personal comfort. So she smiles, a little more at ease.

"Might be sneaky about it. Also what they do. But I trust you would, and believe me, it's mutual."