"You didn't offend me," she said softly in startlement as she lifted her eyes. Instead of anger, it'd be easy to see the sadness there. "I... just do not think I can go back." She then took a drink of the lemonade she had ordered, and then her cheeks went red when he complimented her. "Thank you, but I am not the least bit," she chuckled. "You aren't so bad yourself though."

She set her cup down and then nibbled some more on the cheese and bread, though now she was in less of a hurry since her mood had grown more somber, understandably so. She took a few, deep breaths after a few bites, trying to discern what to say.

Her words were lost until she had a sudden thought, "I shouldn't tarry too long here, I am sure Dr. Wells is wondering where I am. How about you walk me home after we eat? I would love to stay longer, you are very easy to talk to and I feel like it'd be lovely to have more time tonight."