Sophie stepped out of the way so that Darius could get to the fridge. Her emotions weren't non-existent. They were still there, but they were dampened. Difficult to detect and easy to ignore. The hurt and the anger were faint enough that being in the same room as Darius wasn't hard for her.
She watched him turn to leave without comment. She reached up to open one of the cabinets, looking for anything that might look appetizing. She didn't feel much like eating now.