[ Huff. She closes her eyes for a long moment, as if she's trying to consider something or maybe just stave off a headache. Why does she bother talking to him? Is it because she felt the flicker of something worthwhile underneath all of the arrogance while they were bonded? Does she feel the need to give him a chance?

She doesn't know. It's frustrating. ]

Recognized- [ SHe replies, eyes opening again. ]

-is not quite the word I would use. Although I suppose it would fit. My memories of that night are not clear.

[ Well, clear enough. Her cheeks color a little. ]

Even were I interested in pursuing such affairs again and in my right mind, you are the last person I would turn to. Why would I accept such a proposal?