"Oh dear," Nel said, to herself. Clearly it was bad if that was how angry Apache was feeling.

Nel was used to Yylfordt. When they'd first met, he'd been tripped over his tongue around her, despite his self proclaimed preference for Al Bhed girls. She was used to him being a bit of a prick. Usually, she could snap him out of it with a look, but that kind of thing took time and practice.

She retrieved the chocolates from their hiding place and put them on the table, within easy reach of Apache. "I think this calls for more than tea," she said, amiably.