Swiftcurrent Creek and the meaning is oh so clear

That didn't seem like Mae. She normally was a little pushier, louder, and generally inclined to get her way. At her soft acceptance and withdrawal, he gave her an odd look, dark brow furrowed in puzzlement.

What is it? he asked.

The question was twofold—what was this thing, since Mae was more outgoing and had perhaps seen more of the world than him; and what was wrong with her.

Because, clearly, something seemed wrong.

He couldn't possibly be overthinking at all.