"I am glad," she begins, pausing in order to take a small sip from her own cup, "that I have proven to be worthy company for the evening." Oh, she does hope that he doesn't find reason to slip from her rooms as quickly as he'd arrived. Of course, if he did, maybe she would wonder and hope for another visit at another time - she and her father would be visiting for a while, after all, and it was so nice to meet someone that ... understood her.

Truly, it is a terrible thing to sit and wonder just when her father would tire of her reluctance in choosing a suitor, and would take it upon himself to find one for her.

She blushes deeply at the question, although she doesn't avert her eyes in an attempt to hide. "The men that he's thrown my way have not caught my interest in the slightest. But I am beginning to see that not all men are as terrible."