She'd rather he be himself with her. Honesty is too precious for her to give it up easily.

"I'm sure he's fine. He's probably busy making new trick arrows or something." She doesn't sound very worried. "Or maybe he decided it's finally time to clean his apartment." That'll be the day.

"They're lucky to be your friends." She had a friend like that once. Better not to think about him. She takes a breath, then pats the cushion beside her in wordless invitation. "Sometimes you wonder if...?"