"But what if they start talking?" she asked softly when she realized he was still holding onto the but that hung in the air. "I..." She looked down then, not sure what else to say. It was clear that there was fear etched into her fine features. She took a deep breath and swallowed. "I don't wish for ye ta have to hear that." It was an unsettling thing to hear, anyways. After all, people lived to throw past mistakes back in the faces of those who made said mistakes.