"Everything is fucked up shit in here," Ella told him. Because it was. The things she'd seen, the monsters that had chased them. It was madness. She was pretty sure she was going insane. What other explanation was there?
"Now you're here. And that's just as fucked up as anything else." Of all the people in the maze, they ran into him. Never mind that she was grateful for the familiar face, she really didn't want him around when she felt vulnerable. This was a completely different kind of vulnerable than sexual intimacy created.
But at the same time, she wasn't going to send him away. Safety in numbers, or something, she attempted to justify in her mind. Plus he was a guy. It wasn't much security, but it made her feel a little safer.