She pauses, and then her brows furrow, and she speaks slowly. "What? What do you want me to do."

She's wary, that much is clear, but she's at least willing to hear him out. Which... Which she shouldn't be willing to do, but since his t-shirt's still all splotchy where she cried on him, and he actually sort of came to find her, and he actually asked who hurt her like it mattered - not to mention the Nobody here's going to hurt you even if it lasted five seconds and she didn't really believe him... she's willing to hear him out.