It wasn't that she was questioning anything. But she had recently had her heart broken. No matter that she didn't tell anyone - Charlie had broken her heart. He had gone away, with Davia instead of her. As friends. He'd said she was like his god daughter. But then they got here and they were together. And then, when she'd thought she was a killer, he hadn't believed in her. He had hurt her deeply, and she was afraid, deep down, that she wouldn't be enough for Mikhail either. It was something she couldn't put into words, or even explain, but it was there.
"I'm not alarmed," she replied. "I just... I don't think I can just assume. I don't know what Mikhail's plans are." Maybe he would realize he preferred not having someone to look after, someone who maybe held him back. "I don't think they're more complicated, just different."