Biting her lip even more, she smiles softly at him, her eyes lowering she reaches for her glass with her other hand, and takes a drink. Well she got the point...she thought. She knew he wasn't ready but...fighting the urge to sigh, she looks back at him, her foot moving up his ankle a little.

Wondering what he was really thinking, she doesn't respond, really, good or bad. She had noticed though he had mentioned being in Scotland. That was something wasn't it?