She wasn't going to pull any punches, was she? Somehow, he wasn't all the surprised about that. Amadeus didn't normally do that either, from his experience. There were jokes, times where he had messed around with Rhys, yes, but when something important was there, it wasn't glossed over. The hand in his pocket curled a little but the one in Mab's only twitched, just a little.
"Yes. I lied." That wasn't all. It wasn't like he'd had nothing but time to think about what had happened, how close the beast had come, had been there. "I was stupid." There was hesitation there, in his voice, yes, but it wasn't like it used to be, where he would stutter and stammer. It would still happen, of course, but right now? He had gone over this conversation in his head dozens of times. "I let them bring me to a place where I would have broken the masquerade without saying anything."
Now, though, was a hesitation, teeth chewing through the ball of scar tissue he had at the inside of his mouth. "Ariel saved me, us."