Zoya doesn't smile. "You know what I'm talking about."

She doesn't press to put it into words. All she wants is some indication. Is it under control here? Is he plagued by the demon they failed to exorcise from him? She can deal with not knowing how to operate within the new rules of this society, but she doesn't wish to be surprised by his monster.

She asks, voice low, "Is it a problem here?"