She laughed lightly, "If it makes you feel any better it is nice to hear an accent that is not French, London was invaded when I wasn't looking apparently." she would not switch into her 'street' accent here, as this was the last place she would she would even think to use it.
"I-" that one simple little comment had knocked her off her stride, something that was so very hard to do. To be fair, she was still very sore over what her mother had done to her and the rest of the family. It was hard enough being so little and watching her mother walk out on them, but to see her father and brother in pain... It stung every time she thought of it. She quickly looked away for a moment, trying to find a way around of all of this.
"It isn't important." she said, then met his eyes once more.