"I'm eighteen," Sabrina answered, her displeasure clear on her face since she had a feeling she knew what he'd say. "And yeah, I'm sure my time will come, and that there's someone out there for me, but that doesn't make being and feeling alone any easier." There was no reason for her to be as bitter as she was acting - Sabrina knew that logically, and yet, there she was.
Deciding to just focus on getting everything ready for when the cookies were cooled enough to allow her to scoop the ice cream onto them, Sabrina cleared her throat softly. "I do appreciate your trying to reassure me that I'm not destined for a life of living in a cottage with fifty cats and acting like I'm smarter than everyone around me."
Even if right now she didn't believe it herself, taking it out on Killian wasn't exactly fair. "If you've got other things to do, and don't want to deal with a moody teenager, I can take it from here."