[At the mention of the incident-- not a reminder, since she's never forgotten-- she shifts away pointedly with a reddish tint on her face, silently allowing him to say his piece as her brow furrows more and more as he goes. He wants her to fix this? She's trying to the best way she knows...]
...Yes, as you say-- you did what needed to be done. Therefore, there is nothing to apologize for, nor anymore to discuss concerning it. [She can't keep herself fixed together if he keeps bringing this stuff up, after all.
She slides her chair away from the table after a still minute, getting up and gathering her cup to put away]