"Yeah," he confirms, barely managing not to wince at her expression. It was a stupid question. "That lake. And... actually, there is."

He turns to walk on her left, gesturing toward the little footpath that leads through the grasses and toward the thicket of trees further along the shore. "It's this way."

She'd been fine when he'd left her and Shuri the night before. Whatever happened, it was between then and now... and based on the way Nakia had treated him, he's pretty sure he's to blame for it, whatever it is.

One way to find out.

Very quietly, he says,

"If I ask what I did, will you tell me?"