Her gaze was clear, her eyes intelligent. She slipped her fingers from between his, and she pushed the curls back at his temple. "Obsessions, delusions are dangerous things," she said after a moment, seriously. "Does it stem from your writing?" she asked, because the only such cases she knew about dealt with people in the public spotlight somehow. There was a slight shudder along her frame, barely noticeable, but there. "She threatens those you care about?"