Are you having trouble

At a pause for a red light, he looked at her. She was looking straight ahead, lost in thought, a slight furrow on her brow, her hands fidgeting. He glanced again in the rearview, and decided. 

"Are you having problems? Anything that you need help with?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Nobody's after you, or anything like that?"

This time she turned to look at him. "No, thanks, I'm fine."

"Okay." He accelerated away from the light, and added, "I'm just asking because someone shot an arrow at us. It's stuck in the back of the car."