[Normally, she'd expect that he wouldn't believe her, but it's hard to argue with actually seeing him in action. She blinks at him with more than a little surprise at his pronouncement, bringing her right hand to her heart for a moment as she huffs out a humorless little laugh.]

You think so? [The tense set to her shoulders doesn't completely ease, but she relaxes, just a little bit, at the sight of his smile. She's still expecting anger, betrayal, outrage, disappointment -- any of those emotions to spill over because she's the leader. If anyone should have maintained control, it was her. Her own smile doesn't quite reach her eyes, but she makes the effort to drag it to her lips, anyway.]

The marks did... something. Messed with my ability to control him. I couldn't use any of my other Personas, or even really get through to him. That's... I've seen what happens when someone loses control of their Persona, but it's never happened to me.

[Her fingers tighten a little into the fabric of her blouse, but as much as she'd like to, she doesn't let herself look away. They were still her actions, and they're still her responsibility.]