[And it made her laugh softly, of course she remembered, not that she was much for cooking. A problem she couldn't help with, sadly.]

I wouldn't ask you to get over something if you're not ready to...but I would be lying if I were to say I'm not glad. [A little uncertain, but she was certainly glad that he wasn't angry.]

I'm okay...I met Zevran's boy and I wanted to ask you something.