[ She pauses briefly, after the next kiss (which she will briefly press into, despite the inward bite of her lips after), gives him a strange sort of look at his comment. But, in the end, she puts on a tired little smile, takes his hand and turns back towards the bedroom. The bed isn't massive; it's a single, big enough for two, but just barely. Thankfully they're both under six foot. ]

You said that t'me once- or you will do. After I'd asked to go meet my dad. I'm glad I met him, but that whole ... thing, could've turned out better. [ She pauses again. ] Which was all my doing, by the way. Nothin' of your fault. For once. [ H a h. ]