She watches him and she wants to ask. The distance it creates is one she's familiar with (she sold her body for drugs or a place to stay, it's not like there was any intimacy in it) but it's... Uncomfortable to think he sees her that way.

She doesn't have the nerve to ask, though. The answer is likely to be worse than just worrying silently about it.

So she finds another, more settled issue to zigzag onto instead. "I talked to Dorian."