Her smile fades, and for the first time she does look a little ashamed. "Sorry."

Softly. "Old habits."

She watches him, an ache in her chest. "I've been...okay. Moving from place to place. Keeping my head down. It took me a while to get out of Europe, but I've been careful."

This smile is a rueful reflex. "I think it's been hard on my folks. It's not safe for me to contact them."