[Does he look bothered? He certainly doesn't, though that's partly on purpose, the way he keeps that little smile of his plastered on his face, even if his eyes are imperious.]

If you think giving me the cold shoulder is enough to bother me, Amelia, then obviously you still don't know me all that well.

[And she's still kind enough to make him breakfast? He'll just pull up a seat. 8)) ]

I prefer the solitude.

[He always has.]