She peers at that hand nervously. Is she really sure enough of him harbouring no ill will, of all of this not being an act, to let her touch him?

Does she really want him to get that close?

...And that is when she realized that those are really two separate topics. She doesn't want to be touched, but that has nothing to do with him. She would trust him enough if her issue didn't lie with anyone touching her, and not the other way around.

And who knows if she will find him again... So she prods his knee a second time and then turns around and walks a few steps away before turning her head to look at him.

Follow me?