She didn't seem to pay him any mind other than a glance here and there. She was more interested in her food, taking the time she needed to eat. She gave a deep sigh as if in thought, wanting nothing more than to find the nearest stage and bare her soul for the people of Whitby as a dancer, not that Whitby was a good place to start but... where else could she go? She eyed him at one point, catching him glance her way, not that she seemed to mind either way. For the moment, she was indifferent. She finished her small meal and moved to take care of her dishes. She set them aside for the moment and moved over to him to pour another cup of coffee. "There you go," she murmured.