The smile that had started on his face stiffened a little when she brought up the last time they'd parted. It wasn't a pleasant memory, but calling it ridiculous didn't sit terribly well with him, either. His first inclination was to wave it off and blame it on the wine, which seemed like it might be the polite thing to do.
But he still didn't know what to say, any more than he had last time. "There's no need to apologize." He was sure he had said that at the time. It was only now that he realized fully why he hadn't wanted her to be sorry. It was probably wrong, and he probably should have tried to keep it to himself as hard as he had ever tried to hold onto a secret. "I suppose everyone says things they don't mean." He knew it. He rather hoped it wasn't true in her case, but he'd been known to hope after things that weren't there.