"I can't make a statement of fact?" she says wryly, making a face of distaste. "Look, I'm not trying to aggravate you. Mayhap stop reading into everything I say as something more sinister than it really is."

This time, the flare of offense does find a way up into her chest, manifesting as a slow breath out through her nose. "But let's not make a scene in the bar, yes? I'd rather keep bar brawls off the checklist, thanks."