[She absolutely would. Because she was more certain now than ever that something was wrong. Jack was spooked. He wasn't talking. There was only one reason why he wouldn't tell her something.]

He really did do something, didn't he?

[She leans back against her chair for a moment, shoulders slumping and expression turning sad. All too quickly, however, the anger returns.]

What was it? Did he threaten you? Attack?

He never even bothered to tell you why he was so mad, did he?

[The last part, she knew based on their conversation. League Business, he said. Things he wouldn't've even told her had the secret already not been spilled.]