[ With a shameless little shrug, she smiles on! ]

You're a handsome man, albeit-- misplaced, I suppose.

[ Idly, she takes another sip, wrinkling her nose at the drink. ]

I confess, I mistook your apathy as hesitation, and thought it to be a bit trite.

[ A purr of a hum, as she licks over her lips, then. ]

I hope you can tell me how delightfully wrong I was.