When the steel melted out of his eyes, and they turned away from her face to the box of medicine, Gretel let a long breath deflate her chest and shoulders. The mountain in the room of this particular subject was behind them, finally.
Now came the smaller one.
"Let's just say I made friends with a very... uniquely talented thief." She pressed her lips in a smallish smile, knowing full well that wasn't going to be a satisfactory enough answer for him. But as much as he would've opposed the obvious way of getting the insulin, she knew he wouldn't be pleased with the method she actually went with, either. "I helped her. She helped me."