"Say it like you mean it," she retorts, and pointedly does not stop. If he actually meant it, she'd pull away in an instant, but when he just wants to brood about things he can't change right now... No. That's not happening right now.

Instead, she shifts, leaning against him a little more - at least, until that question comes out of the blue, and she pulls away again enough to stare at him. "What?" she asks, half-laughing. "Did I somehow give you the impression that you are?"