She doesn't answer for a long moment, but she eventually stalls mid-rep and sighs. She can't believe she's answering this guy...

"You heard him, York. He blurted out private shit. He saw private shit. And that was in the like minute he was in my head, tops. Full-time..." She shakes her head.

It was no better with Delta when they were on the run. She never could take having him in for too long, with her head a minefield of private thoughts and grief.