"You remember that far back?" It isn't a shot at his memory as it is more of a subtle reminder that a life like that was discarded long ago. The little girl who wished to be a knight was killed at a certain battle and the hardened blade that was Cornelia li Britannia was forged right after. "That's entertaining really."

Even if she wants to pay him little attention (the less she gives, the more he tries to seek it out), she's unable to stop her gaze from traveling between the stove and his hands.

"So your pride would be shot if anyone were attempt that sort of thing with you?" It sounds almost as though she's musing it over. "How quaint."