[Thankfully she doesn't need much of a push here. He's not trying to nudge her away from it, not like when she asked about the jellyfish, so she figures it's probably fine to talk about.

...it'd be best to talk about it, huh?

With an unpleasant stab, she realizes that one person does know. Wash. Because it was in her journal.

She grabs one of the pillows and holds it over her head, burying herself further in the bed. This muffles her voice a bit, but she enunciates to make up for it.] When we were trying to figure out what was going on with the Rolands, I used Message to talk to one, like— telepathically.

I think it was Adrian.