She shook her head and forced herself to smile. "No," she said. "You don't have to be sorry. It was a long time ago. You were just a boy." The last thing she wanted was for Higgs to feel poorly over something that most people would have long since forgotten. It wasn't so much what he had said that bothered her but the fact that Max was still so bothered by that statement made her wonder if there was truth to it. Max said he didn't remember what it was that had been said, but what if he did remember it and just didn't want her to know what the statement had been. There must have been a reason that he didn't want her to know.
Siobhan wasn't so much worried that her fiance may have been attracted to males but more was worried that he wasn't attracted to her and far too nice to admit it. Had everything thus far between them been a lie? The more she thought about it, the more her stomach churned, a massive knot forming in the center of it. The worst part of it all was that there was little she could say. Who was she to talk to about the feelings going on inside of her or the thoughts that rushed through her mind? She couldn't tell Max. She couldn't speak of her worries to Roger. Telling anyone else would likely just result in it somehow getting back to Max again and then there would be a massive mess that she may never be able to clean up.