"A week or so ago...something happened in the bar." She takes a breath, praying that she won't break down, but she can't look at him. "Behrooz stumbled onto something and he almost died. He - he slit his own throat but it wasn't his idea and I - when I tried to help him - we...he's bonded to me." She finishes softly.

Now she looks up, keeping the identity of his attacker to herself because she won't make her dad worry more.