She feels a bit guilty for the small wave of relief, though she still has her suspicions -- They might not have been together, together, but it seemed almost like...] I like you, Zel. [This bears stating, because if what he says is true, she shouldn't feel bad for feeling relieved. For... liking him.]
I don't want to step in on any toes, or come between you and anyone but. I do like you.