[she dips her head, face getting tomato-red.]

That's awfully dashing of you, David. You say such things so easily... [like Darin does. just...with a more down-to-earth sense of practicality.]

I-I'll leave you to it, then. I have to... [behind the shawl, her claws flex, reminding her they're there. she grimaces, turning and starting for the door.] Farewell for now-!