"Oh not long." Namor answered with a slow sweeping smile. He watched her fluster about with mirth in his eyes. Honestly it was just good to see her again. This woman above all the rest always seemed to sweep his gaze in. She had that affect on him. It was quite intoxicating to be in her presence. Regardless those old feelings had to be buried for now. He needed to focus on other topics. Like what to order for instance. He waved away her questioning eyes and chose instead to hand her a menu. "Actually I think I should like to order first. Let's see here.. Waiter. You will serve me the chicken sandwich. Grilled not fried." He ordered promptly at random member of the restaurant staff. It didn't matter if they weren't serving this table. They could take their orders anyway.
With that done Namor turned his attention fully back to her and her original question. "I understand your frustration. I really do. But consider now, what was I to do? I had need of that equipment and there it was. Why don't we just put this all behind us? I think we should start fresh now that the Fantastic Three are back in town."