That grin was unsettling, both because it seemed too natural to be shared between them and because, well, it was oddly endearing. She didn't need to be endeared right now, or ever by Iris.

Instead she replied, "I'm not sure I get it. And I wasn't sure the same parameters applied, far as my life goes."

The second part was a lie. She, also in an unsettling way, trusted at least that much about Iris. But it was still the right thing to say, she felt.