[She doesn't glance away, partly because she's not ready to take her eyes off of him and partly because she does indeed know who else is giving him the stinkeye.]

But you have been lying this whole time. You've totally become his plaything, and now you're trying to drag us all down with you--every time we spoke, you were just--you were already hiding it.

[It takes effort to keep her volume at conversational levels, seen in the tight curling of her fingers against her forearms and heard in her strained voice.]