Demelza was not one who normally let people see her break, but at this point, she couldn't be bothered with caring. She was terrified. She had almost convinced herself that he had forgotten about her, almost convinced herself that he had been swallowed alive by scarier things in the mist, but then this happened. Demelza let Neville lead her to a couch and let him pull her onto his lap.
"And what? What about everyone else? He's just going to kill everyone who looks like me, everyone with red-hair until he finds me? He'd find out I was hiding from him. Its just not safe her. I want to go home." She sighed.