She's a little taken aback and more than a little puzzled, and she just watches him for a minute.

"You're protecting me."

A prince has to protect sleeping beauty.

"You don't need to do that. I'm tougher than I look."

Maybe. She's sure she can be if she needs to, though.

She looks down at her plate, putting her fork down beside it. "Some close friend I make now, huh? If I didn't recognize your voice, I'd feel like you're a total stranger."

Why did you come here tonight, Faye?

"If I agreed to go home with you after you stepped in with those thugs after we met at the bar, why wouldn't I stay with you here?"

He won't tell her one thing, but maybe he'll tell her another. And she's at least as curious about understanding herself as she is about the place she's found herself in.