"That is not what I meant," she protested, though even as she played her last words back in her head, she realised that that was what it'd sounded like. She really did need to learn when to shut up at times.
Dora pushed away from the window so that she could more easily meet Remus' eyes. "I meant that it's too late to change that you didn't tell me about-- never mind. It... it doesn't make sense." Like most of the argument she'd posed within the last few minutes.
"It's just things like this... the remind me how close you keep things to your chest and, I don't know, it's a bit daunting that after all this time it still doesn't occur to you that I'm the first person you're supposed to tell these things." Ego-centric? Perhaps, but she did sometimes feel as if she was being very carefully kept out of certain areas of his life. She would never say it aloud and at times she felt guilty for it, but she couldn't help but wonder.