Luther's mouth tightened into a small grimace as she argued back. "No," Luther admitted. If she had, he might have worried that something was wrong. "But there's a line of balance. I can't even use the restroom without someone checking on me if I take too long and if I've done something in there."
He sipped his water again, trying to clear his thoughts. "I appreciate it - and I mean it when I say I ...won't attempt it again." He met her eyes, expression firm. "I'm not a liar."