[She watches him for a moment, considering. Finally,]

I don't know.

[Her life sufficiently tangled in falsehoods that, at this point, Teren can't confidently give an answer to that. There are things she hides every waking moment of her life, and for all she knows, they might be useful to Nate.

But in a way, there's pride in that. She will always be her own, no matter what blood she drinks or to whom she reports.
Giving a weary shrug of one shoulder, she turns and continues away. Anders can draw his own conclusion. It's the best she can do.]