[Reeve has heard that tone of voice before, but never directed at her. Turks. She supposes they're the same in any universe. Ruthless. She feels what she estimates is the appropriate amount of apprehension. But she's never let apprehension dictate her actions, and she won't start now.]

Yes well, my funeral isn't at issue here-- at the moment at least. In any case, I can't see what harm it would do to tell her that I know you in my existence. I'd rather not lie to her any more than I have to-- and I've already had to.
It's not as if she would know you at all! You'd be a neutral party to her-- for the most part.