The question surprised him, as did her courage in approaching him, really, and he knew enough about this dual sense now to know that she couldn't possibly feel the odd comfort in this that he did.
It still left him taken aback, and he blinked at her, then the smirk spread out a little more. Because that feeling was so fleeting, but somehow her actions were familiar and still didn't belong. Not here.
"Fine," He answered, and that felt familiar too, and yet not, and he wracked his brain to see if they'd ever had a real conversation before he'd spoken to her at that party. He didn't think that they had.