Elizabeth broke eye contact with Sawyer and glanced towards the door.
“What’s the matter, Elizabeth?”
“I don’t know. I just feel awkward about it.”
“It really isn’t like you to be shy. Are you sure you’re OK?”
“I mean… not really,” Sawyer sighed and moved his hand from her leg. It was clear he had wanted her to say she was fine, but he was still concerned and needed to know what was wrong so he couldn’t begrudge her for it, “when I’ve seen things before it’s always been for a reason. What if I was supposed to see whatever I stopped myself from seeing and we end up in danger because of it?”
“You know that out of everyone in this cabin right now I am the last person you should be asking that question to.”
“I don’t want to talk about this with anyone else. They’ll just make it a big de
