Well, better paranoid than slapping him across the face again. Sort of?

From what I heard, those who had been abducted were at that party, he noted. As well as those who had eaten peaches, that day.

Which just smacked of poison, or at least hallucinogenic drugs. Which might also explain why Emma couldn't quite remember how she'd gotten here. And yes, he was letting those thoughts drift right up close to the surface of his consciousness. Pick up on that, Emma Grace Frost.