She could push him away now. It would be easy. Just say something cryptic about lies and a firm rejection, and he'd stay away, and she could stay a little further away from that particular elephant. And him, he'd probably obey her, no matter how much it hurt him. Which is would.

A small, terrible voice in her tries to convince her that would be for the best- just rip the bandaid off and let him go back to his real family. But she knows better than that, now. Running away would just hurt them both, and she owes him much better than that.

She takes another slow breath, glancing around. "Uhm, yeah. Let's get out of here."