To her first comment, Daryn could only not in response. Anything that came to mind was too loaded of a statement to share. Instead, she went back to the plesantries of the conversation. She requested the house dressing, followed by a thank you. When the food was delivered, she gave Julie a nod and a smile. "Thank you again."
She easily drifted back into her seclusion, eating in silence as she looked out the window, or people watched, or daydreamed, perhaps a combination of all three.