She has no idea why she asked. It's not that she minds him killing, because the people he kills are the sort that deserve whatever happens to them. It's not like he goes around just hurting people because he can. So his answer adds a layer of guilt that makes her stomach twist to the point that she further loses her appetite.

"You make everything safe," she murmurs, wiping at her eyes. "Remembering that was the only thing that kept me going. I was absolutely terrified."

And that little admission of her fear is a big deal. She never admits when she's afraid, she just puts on a brave face and deals with it. But she doesn't feel like hiding that terror she had felt. Not when she needs to talk about it, even a little.