She did get it that time and her tea lowered to her lap again. There was a concerned look towards him, before she shook her head. "That's terrible." It was said quietly, barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry." She regretted pressing it.
Her head tilted sideways and she bit her lip again. She hadn't said anything about music to him and didn't plan to. He didn't know about her father - no one in Bellum did aside from Ella and James. It was more a precaution than the fact that she didn't trust him - she just wanted nothing to do with it. The only reason why she agreed to the lessons with the voice was to stop afterwards and be rid of them for once after all. She simply said, "That must have been difficult."