Of course she wants to press further, because there's obviously something going on, and even if she's not actually all that helpful right now she still can't stand the idea of not doing anything. Sitting idly by hasn't been her style for a long time now, she gave that up the moment she chose to give up her Grace all those years ago, but she gets a little sidetracked by his request.

"Get on your back." She repeats the instruction with a little doubt, surprised and by this point utterly confused. Whatever it is that's going on with him, whatever changes he's undergone during this week, she needs to find out the details because she's completely lost.

He says 'trust me' though, and that's the thing. She does. She's not sure when exactly it happened, because God knows she doesn't just hand that stuff out unchecked, but at some point between that first, awkward almost kiss under scrawled mistletoe and now, in the woods and with no idea as to what's going on, she started trusting him.

So it goes against her better judgement, and she still has a million questions to ask him, but he asks her to trust him and she does, so she just nods and carefully wraps her arms around his neck. The idea that she can't harm him quite so easily still takes a little getting used to. She does quietly add something though, because she trust him but she's not just letting this go. "You owe me a lot of answers when you're done with whatever you're doing."