[He's terrible at lying and, by extension, terrible at keeping things off his face. Her question causes a flicker of anxiety in his expression and his jaw tightened.]

I'm not thrilled by it, but I know they're all right. The people who help me, they're good ones and I know they'll take care of things.

I hope you don't mind my assuming, but you're clearly a lady of station, are these troubles on your mind?