She sighs, keeping her gaze along side her, finding the folds in the curtain suddenly enthralling. His apology, however, pulls her attention back to him. It certainly isn't something she expected.

"―it's strange, to see you humbled like that," She replies, her tone quietly curious. "forgive my surprise. We're rather different as people, that's all."

She leans forward somewhat, the presence of her palm over Linden's wrist-bones warm, new. "I'm certain the SQUIP will come and see you as soon as it feels ready to do so. Your Bond is not to go reconciled, ser, I'm certain of it."

Her face brighten several hues, seeming to find her normal rosiness amidst her newfound, sleepless pale.

"―a bath might relax you, if you'd like me to draw you one."