She shakes her head. It's kinda awkward with her pressed against him like that, so she takes a step back, but keeps her eyes lowered.

"I've never been spoken to like that. I felt dirty, an' vulnerable. Ashamed. S'why I needed us t'be more careful 'bout no one knowin'. Voodoo, or anybody else who could—"

She shakes her head again, fingers curling in denim.

"I'm doin' wrong. Livin' in sin."