She smiles at his touch, her gaze dropping for a moment before returning to his face.

'I'm trying to be.' She touches the rim of her glass to his and takes a sip, closing her eyes as it burns it's way down her throat. She doesn't look back to him for a long moment, and when she does, her eyes have that same dark intensity he should know by now.

'You know, you still haven't answered my question. My very serious question. The one you had to think about?'

There's a hint of levity in her tone, but just a hint.