Yes, she can tell when he isn't saying something. It's just like knowing that picking and prying and levering at the shell which covers is unlikely to do her much good—it will simply have to be enough to know that both things exist and that the thing Ellis says isn't necessarily the full shape of what he means. She isn't a blood mage. She can't very well compel him to it.

(Which is obviously a horrible thing to even think, unserious though it may be.)

Her study however remains far more relentless; Ellis watches their hands and Wysteria watches his face with a sharply analytical eye designed for the examination of schematics. He's going to make those wrinkles on his brow deeper frowning like that, she makes herself think. Otherwise the direction her thoughts wander in is far more morose than the day calls for.

"Do Wardens ever have parties and dancing, or is the seriousness when you're together too much for it? This is a real question and not an attempt to make fun of you or anyone else. I really do wish to know."