It ain't that she doesn't believe him. She does, and she trusts him in a lot of ways. More than anybody else, most oft. But she didn't expect he'd feel that way.

Her eyes gloss with tears. She shakes her head, looking at their barely touched picnic.

"I need t'take a walk. If y'wanna come, we can put the food back in the basket t'keep the critters outta it."

She just needs to move.