This is not the sort of thing Adam has ever actually given a lot of thought to. Partnerships of equals, female pirates, anything of that ilk at all. Especially women who refer to themselves as 'brood mares.' He is glad he isn't looking at her, and his slight alarm is less evident.
"Not at all, Mistress Sumner." He glances over at her, awkward but sincere. "I am sorry for your loss. Your talk, though, is far from tiresome."