The words are right there, I'm just fine, her usual instinct to smooth things over not even a habit any more, second nature.

But she hid things before and that could have turned out even more disastrously than it did. It's not worth the risk. Especially not when there doesn't seem to be any need to hide things anymore.

"...I'm really angry about it," she admits, her expression softening. "And it rattled me pretty good, too. I feel all... paranoid. A little scared, too."