"Oh, pssh. I doubt you'll have to talk him out of much." She sat back and sighed; ever since the ball and that emotional conversation, she had seen very little of Christopher. If she didn't know better, she would worry that he was avoiding her.
Talking of men who didn't want her around. "Oh, I don't think so. My brother has much more interesting things to do than spend time with me. I'd most likely just get in his way." She sat back against the back of the couch and folding her hands in her lap again, letting out a quiet, hopefully inaudible sigh as she watched the marble go. "You're very lucky to have your brothers and sister so close. My brother, he has a life so separate to my own. We live different existences."