[She smiles coolly and stays silent, and it seems like she won't answer at all. But before he would say anything, it's like she senses it, and she stands from the couch slowly. It's like for admitting something so close to her that she wants there to be a physical distance to separate it, but of course that's not a conscious decision on her part. She just walks over to a window to look out it.]

The way you treat me is different, I guess is what it is.

[She laughs, and it's as cool as her smile] I'm not a thing to you. It's strange. So I don't know if I like it yet or not.