Kire listened to his answer and was relieved he at least didn’t get a scolding. She shrugged a shoulder as he glanced at her. “I didn’t mind it. Your place is cozy; I slept well, no complaints. I should thank you. Like you said, I wasn’t going to go back to the house with Ed and Ysaryn in there,” she said, wrinkling her nose at the last. “What [i]did[/i] you say? I suppose, the same thing you said Elva?” She hummed in thought as they climbed down the steps. [i]Don’t make assumptions[/i], he had said last night. “Well. The war is over,” she began, pausing to gather her words as she looked ahead towards the sea. “But I don’t like you because you have a [i]use[/i] to me, you know,” she said softly, looking sidelong at him and feeling her ears grow warm with the statement. 

She cleared her throat. "Anyway, what's for breakfast?" she said, looking away quickly.