Her eyebrows shifted up as she stared at him. She almost laughed at the pure, inexplicable consternation of it, and at his determination to make it right. His mind did work in other ways sometimes; what she'd seen as a light, playful comment meant to detract attention from the subject connected to a larger pattern to him.

"You're the one man I'd almost believe that from," she remarked softly, the smile faint in her eyes. Her head tilted -- a light gesture towards the kitchen. "Come eat."

She didn't quite wait for a reply, turning back towards the kitchen, though the words were not a dismissal, either. Her movement invited him forward.