Blythe's anger died perceptively. She should have not allowed the conversation to lead here, but it did. And now she was silent as she tapped her fingers in her lap, both wishing to escape this topic and needing to delve in further. He was confusing - men were confusing! When people said 'I miss you', that was important, wasn't it? How was she to know? Not in twenty years had anyone ever said 'I miss you' to her before she came to this world. Humans were strange. Baffling.
"Then why did you say that?" She asked, keeping her voice low and soft as to not betray any emotions she felt. He'd explained himself in his description of 'yesterday', but still she felt her wall slip a little. "Are you seeking closure or are you wishing to reminisce? Is this why I am really here?"