He had been silent when she's done talking. Distantly she wonders at herself, ashamed, what kind of expression shown on that always smiling face, now silent admist the chattering around them. Conflicted? Bemused? Irritated? maybe even slightly disappointed. She knows the signs, it's getting more obvious these days. They can't keep playing this game without getting a clearance. She lift her head to meet his gaze, and ask blankly, "do you need me?"