The clink of the mugs on her clean counters sounded loud int the immediate silence that greeted his question. Her back to him, Rick watched Kami's shoulders tense for a moment before lifting and then lowering. It wasn't a shrug; it was more an acknowledgment of defeat - that much was clear when she turned around to face him with a solemn-eyed expression. "I'm..." She paused and bit down on her lower lip before leaning back into the counter behind her as if it would support her.
"Rick, I'm sorry," she practically whispered. "I didn't mean to... No, that's a lie. I did. Because it was easier." She watched him with wary, dark eyes. "Not a very good friend, am I?"