He knew that look on her face. That was her 'I've done really good and you're about to be impressed' look, and Hansel saw it often enough to know not to ask questions until he saw what it was she was being smug about.
Opening up the little box, Hansel frowned for a moment before he recognised this as the insulin stuff the staff at the hospital had given him for the blood condition. Of course it made his blood turn cold as his stare hardened towards Gretel.
"What did you do?" If she'd gone in there, pre-emptively, and done that he'd.... God he didn't know what he'd do right then.