[Cameron doesn't answer right away. After last time, she's not sure she ought to; which is why she didn't offer that off the bat. But... well, she may as well give him the benefit of the doubt; and so after a moment of silence broken only by the faint clink of dishes, she joins him in the living room with two glasses and a bottle of wine, light and probably rather too sweet.]
I wasn't sure you'd want...
[She trails off, with a wry little curl of her lip.]
it seems that all my bridges have been burned, you say that's just how this grace thing works
I wasn't sure you'd want...
[She trails off, with a wry little curl of her lip.]