"Sorry," he muttered, although he really wasn't. He wished he could see her face, though. To tell if she was scowling, or serious, or if she had that little wrinkle of a smile around her eyes.
"If they'd just steer clear, I could find things, at least. Eat in peace. Not have to listen to their stupid comments and stupider giggles. Why wouldn't being left alone be a solution? Seems like it'd make things a lot easier."