...What was that supposed to mean? Scar felt an uncomfortable lurch in his chest when he processed the indirect implication of what she just said. It was like he'd just been called out.

He backed away, far enough to loosen their contact and look at her, his own expression perplexed and flustered and almost a little hurt. What had he done wrong??

Nothing that came to mind felt right to say, so he just remained silent.