[Pokey reaches to scratch the top of his shoulder, the only real indication of discomfort he'll give that. Quite honestly though? He's used to people knowing things about him they shouldn't by this point.]

...I'm not surprised. If she honestly is the one who brought us here, it makes sense. The more she knows, the easier it'd be to bring us here.

[He pauses, hesitantly, before adding.]

Or replicate us.