He leaned against the table, watching her as well. But Regulus was thinking about her words and how she felt everyone could stand up for themselves. He wasn't sure he could. When it boiled down to it, Regulus was a coward, driven by that fear of being alone. He wasn't sure he could ever fly in someone's face if he respected them, for fear that they might never speak to them again. All he could think to say was, "Maybe."