Technically speaking, Briar was aware of that. But wasn't it such an odd distinction?

She felt nothing for the men she was supposed to feel for. Nothing for the one that had given her a child and a promise to marry her; nothing for what little she'd known of the child either. It didn't make sense to her, and yet that was what she was supposed to want from life?

Her thoughts regarding that statement failed to do much more than deepen her frown. But then the mistress took her hands, and Briar forced the expression to fade.

"Of course, miss," she nodded, and for once her relief was clear on her face. So long as Nisa did not think she was rejecting her because she was not attracted to her, or because she had no interest otherwise... Briar gave a small smile then, glad to have an employer as understanding as her.

Instructed to think on the matter, Briar nodded again and promised, "I will. Thank you for your understanding. I... I just did not want for you to think that I did not feel the same towards you."

She was not blatant about it, that much was obvious -- but she was reserved in all things.

"Do you want me to make anything with the tea, miss?"