"You could tell me how it happened. And why it doesn't seem to have you as rattled as it should." In the back of his mind he noted her distancing herself from him-- and the conversation-- filed it away, and moved on.
"Or we could skip this conversation and talk about mundane things like the weather and how much paperwork I had to do today. So much, as a matter of fact, that it was Eddie who came to get me for lunch, which I would just like to inform you has never happened before. Ever."
He finally looked up from the skillet, fixing his calm gaze on her. "But I'd really rather go with the former."