Ibani is growing deeply concerned that Skellig won't look at her, as it's vastly unlike him. Did she do something wrong, was she not good enough?

"Skellig?" She touches his arm, the one he crushed the guard's throat with. "Why won't you look at me?" Her voice is a mix of worry and desperate pleading. "I must have done something wrong, but I won't do it again, I promise!"