You could lie. [it's said with a casual agreement.] But you will not, because you are talking to me. [Because Oona doesn't lie, and while she doesn't strictly demand the same from those she calls her friends (they are, after all, only human, and it is in their nature to lie), she knows that most people respond to honestly in kind.

His question makes her pause and she purses her lips, deciding on her answer.] Yes... [It's said slowly, reluctantly, because honestly it's embarrassing to be caught in one of their stupid traps.] Almost followed it into streets. But, was stopped. It is stupid. I hate these things I can not fight.

[if she can't punch it away, she hates it. It's almost refreshingly simple.]

Were you as well?