[Don't feel bad, Hunk. Exasperated is one of her main states of being. Fortunately, she usually follows exasperation with productive contemplation. Her brows quirk at his attempted smile and her glare softens, and she's not looking at Hunk but is instead maintaining the appearance of complete focus while she slips into deeper thought.]

Maybe? One would think they'd want to clarify what effect our presence here has on the passage of time back home. It's better to have half the population questioning something than to leave everyone scrambling for answers, so even a pacifying lie would better suit their cause than silence. Yet they're doing nothing to assuage what must be a common concern. Why? Surely they must realise that such uncertainty often incites rebellion. Hmn. No matter. I've had to act on less information before, and with far fewer people aware of what was transpiring around them.

[Now her focus shifts fully back to Hunk. He's trying so danged hard to be helpful and optimistic that the least she can do is offer him something in return.]

For what it's worth, I find their silence on the time issue specifically to be more reassuring than not. Silence in this instance is pure ignorance, and I can fathom no malicious reason for them to want us to believe that they're as unsure of the truth as we are.