[She just looks at him in mild confusion, unsure where that even came from. Because, if he doesn't like her...why is he...coming with her.

There are so many mixed messages, man.]

I do not know how that came about, but if I offended you somehow, I do apologise. [She taps her chin, with the hand that will remind him that now they wear matching rings?!] So yes, I insist. I will thank you and make it up to you somehow. Let's go to the cookhouse. But we must be sneaky, for I do not want others knowing that we will be claiming a nice bottle of wine.