"I'm not allowed to want to make sure you're okay?" she replies, taking her bag from him and slinging it over her shoulder. She already feels better, but she'd stubbornly insisted she felt fine to begin with -- right up until the dizzy fit. "You lost your memory," she reminds him. "Everything that makes you up was gone and I'm not allowed to be worried about you?"

She doesn't mention that of all the people on the island, she trusts him the most when it comes to watching her back. She also doesn't feel the same about anyone like she does about him, but that's private for now.