"It's not really your doing." Nor is Steve the only case on her mind. Despite her discontent, she can feel Ghost's unwillingness to budge and she knows she won't get away without holding to this. She looks Steve in the face again. "I'll trust you. And I'll keep the secret. But it shouldn't be this way. There's something damned wrong when we're all skulking about, skirting round people who aren't our enemies like this. And with what you're doing for us you deser-" She cuts off with a pained grunt, having thoughtlessly shifted too much weight hard onto her bad foot.

"We appreciate it, she means," Ghost interjects while she's wincing and glaring down at her cracked boot. "And... thanks for coming all the way here in the first place."