Katherine shifted in her seat at the food court, the remnants of their lunch neatly piled on the trays between them. She gave Felix a sheepish smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I'm really sorry about Irene earlier," she said, voice low. "She's usually not that blunt. I think... she's just being protective, that's all."
Felix leaned back casually, one arm resting along the back of the chair, his other hand cradling a paper cup of coffee. His expression softened, the corners of his mouth lifting into a warm smile.
"I didn't think she was rude," he said easily. "Honestly, I think it's nice. Shows she cares about you a lot."
Katherine exhaled a small laugh, the tension she'd been carrying finally dissolving a little. "She does. Maybe... a little too much sometimes," she teased, swirling her straw absentmindedly in her drink.
