For a moment, she hesitated once again. The conversation was breaking off and she was nonethewiser. Fear drove her forwards, let her reach out with her magic once more. She had lost too much and was unwilling to let go so easily.
The man's frustration was obvious. He tried to hold himself together, tried to not let his anger take over. She understood that feeling. It didn't change things.
"I will not see him hurt," she said. A simple statement that hid the complex possibilities behind it.