Deanna might not be prepared for that reaction. Her eyes snap to her boots and there is a sharp hit of shame, and, as it fades, sadness. Clearly, it's not something that has healed or faded yet.

Knowing full well she can't dive for cover in front of an empath, she just mutters. "It was a bad idea." Then, there's a glimmer of happiness that glints through and overshadows the darker things. "We're still friends." Her emotions turn thoughtful. "I didn't think it would get as out of hand as it did. I shut that part of me down after the colony and I got sideswiped by it all."

There a small huff followed by, "Little wonder people arrange these things."

She sighs and rolls her eyes at herself. "And I'm talking when you just brought it up to make a point. Sorry. Got ahead."