She turned away at his confirmation of what she had said, pulling into herself slightly. She had hoped...but it seemed as if his distancing himself fro humanity would continue with her as well. “Thank you,” she said, regarding his kind words regarding Carmen and the opera, opening the oven and checking the roast, trying to hide how hurt she was by him not seeming to want her friendship.
“Is there anything you like to drink in particular?” she asked, the teasing and flirty tone of her voice gone, broken away as she tried to return to a more...clinical relationship between them.