Mirage didn't understand at all. She knew he wasn't happy, but she didn't know what else to say. Nothing she said seemed to affect him... it was like the space between them was dead. As dead as those strange eyes... At his derisive tone, a flush of shame rose to her cheeks and the strength of her stare faltered. "I just... thought you were different, that's all. I don't know anything," she said, ducking her head. Her hands picked at her sleeve, winding a loose thread around a finger before snapping it free. "I'm sorry if I've bothered you. Please forget you saw me." She nodded at him apologetically and made to turn away.