[Oliver feels wounded by her laugh more than by her words. Even if they both had drank, he does think that what happened between them had been genuine. At least on his part it had been. The fact that Cornelia assumes otherwise hurts him and angers him beyond what he would have expected. As he tries to school his facial features not to show what he feels, Oliver can't help but wonder since when he lets the princess affect him so much.
He leans back slightly, turning the coffee mug idly in his hand, his lips turning into a thin line slowly.]
Well, I apparently assumed wrong then. You're a better actress than what I have you accounted for. You need an award for your performance two nights ago, I truly believed it.
[He looks at her intently. He's being honest even if he's being sarcastic. Cocking his head on one side, Oliver suddenly wonders what would happen if he'd stop pursuing Cornelia. Would she turn the chase around and show some interest in him or would she forget him completely, feeling like she's finally won at pushing him away? Maybe he needs to be less available to her? But Oliver knows now that the real question now is would he ever be able to do that...]