[ She's grateful for Lelouch's intervention; it saved her from saying something she'd probably regret. Suzaku's body language is easier to read than it ever had been before. Politeness covering defensiveness, deference for self-protection's sake.
Rests her chin on the pillow, winding her arms around it like she would her plush. She'd feel better about having it, right now, but it's over in a corner and she's not ready to move yet.
The follow-up suggestion makes her laugh, though. Faint and bitter. ]
As though you hadn't been part of it, too? I remember something quite different.