"Milk, no sugar," Albie replied automatically, his expression turning wary. That was a look, he was sure, but he couldn’t fathom why Wes was directing it at him. He didn’t object to being looked at like that, but the context was a little confusing.
"She’s got a good eye," he said, choosing to be flattered but otherwise paying that strange moment no mind. "Hopefully more people will get to see her work."