She looks over at him, and is surprised he's so calm about this. Or seems calm, anyway. Then again, she's not entirely sure why she feels so guilty, it's not like she's done anything to him with it, she's just been worried how he'd react.

"You did once," she admits. "First time we had sex. You grabbed me, gave me flashbacks to.. to him. That's the first time I ever undid anything, just ten seconds or something." She figures she might as well get it all out of the way.