[is she afraid? well, she's not stupid and knows that when she answers, she won't be answering the little part that he tacked on at the end. she knows what question she's being asked, really. so: is she? afraid of letting the distance grow? afraid of what might happen when the distance does grow? afraid that no amount of distance will ever be enough?]

[well. yes. yes to everything. she doesn't know how to pull back from a friendship with a god. especially not a god who's done the kinds of things that she suspects this god has done.]

I think so. [she admits it slowly, casting a knowing eye his way.] I think there's a lot of ways this situation could get misjudged even from where I'm sitting now. I think there's a lot to be afraid about. [she's talking quietly, as though the person in question will overhear them. she thinks she's figured out where lazarus stands, but that says very little for the rest of the party.]

But that's the problem, you know? [she probes out a little more, just to confirm.] When you get close to someone from your own world, but you only find out later what makes his world different from yours. But I bet I didn't need to say that, huh? Bet you already know exactly what makes this situation so worrying.