[Only then does he realize how worked up he is -- even though his voice has stayed level, there's visible tension in his shoulders and he's pretty sure his expression isn't the friendliest it could be.

So Ven backs off a step, gathering his thoughts and exhaling heavily. Even if she did read something forbidden, it's not as though he can really do anything about it now.]

Right. Sorry. I'm not -- mad or anything. There's just...

[Forget it, he's probably made it pretty obvious that his file's not recommended for public viewing.]

Could you just -- not tell anyone what you saw, please? Whatever it was.