It's not a lie, not really. There are a lot of people, and she needs a moment to think. She needs to consider the weight of her future, the way she's going to return triumphant and properly sorted among the ranks. This is the last day of her childhood, after all. From here on out, she's not allowed to be weak.
"You came out here, too."
It's an observation, but also a question. She doesn't care if he doesn't answer it, but she'd listen if he told her. Not that he has any reason to, honestly.
something stronger than words
something stronger than empty air we breathe
when weaker is all we seem to be