"Well, yes," she said flatly when he called himself an arse.
She watched his face as he began to realise her thoughts on the matter. But really, now that he was feeling sorry, she actually didn't want him to feel that way.
She wanted to reach out her hand and tuck that strand of hair behind his ear, but knew she couldn't. She sighed. "I'm sorry. I just... The plaque - the dedication. It's all... thank you." She offered up an apologetic smile, hoping it would make up for her little tantrum.
"But if you are happy with Matilda, then I'm pleased. Just... treat her well, okay?"