"It's not out of my way," she teased a little, "How else am I supposed to keep tabs on you if I can't cook for you?"
Ileana watched him for a moment. She didn't think he was being totally honest with her. If anything, he was playing down the fact something was bothering him. She leaned back against the counter, propping her elbows on it. "That's good. Progress is always progress."
Pausing for a moment, she finally asked, "Did that bother you? I mean, the stuff that got said. On the forum."