Ing went a little quiet when Dean brought up the text message. For a moment, she looked away and pretended to just focus on the road, but she was soon pulling into a parking space, so there went that excuse.
"I- don't know if I can talk about it," she admitted quietly. Dean was one of the few people Ingrid couldn't ever lie to. She didn't know why that was, but she always found herself admitting things to him that she wouldn't to most people. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk about the text so much as she wasn't sure she could get the words out. It was hard enough to even think about the subject without bursting into tears.