She blinked once. The casual delivery had gotten through the armor somehow, the complete absence of shame or performance in how I said it, and she hadn't been ready for that specific version of me.
"You're insufferable," she said.
"I've been told."
"You have been here three days and you have already developed a reputation that any reasonable person would find embarrassing."
"Any reasonable person," I agreed, giving her the words back without the judgment she'd loaded into them. "Is that what you are?"
"Unlike you, yes."
