"Well, that, and because if you two are willing to possibly ruin your careers, I would hope it's for something better than a fling."

Her shoulders, tense as they are, lift impatiently. "You don't need to defend it to me. My opinion on this whole snafu really comes down to meaning absolutely nothing. But yeah, I want to know, because you might not need someone to point it out, but you're still doing it, and I admit I'm curious as to why. I don't want to see you lose everything you've worked for, Steve. And I still care."

Which is what it boils down to. She cares. If she didn't, she wouldn't have brought him out here, wouldn't have brought it up, wouldn't be trying to make sense of the whole mess, to figure out where she is or might be needed.

She sides with Steve. That part isn't debatable. But it's harder to know where to stand, when Steve is doing something potentially damaging to himself and there's no one else to blame.

As much as she might want to, she's not sure she can blame Danny. Falling for Steve is like walking into a sudden sinkhole: impossible to avoid and possibly life-threatening. She's not sure it'd be possible not to.

But she's not talking to Danny; she's talking to Steve. "What does he think about it all?"