His nose flared in anger and his teeth bared slightly at her words. It wasn't like he was a mind reader, he expected more of a reaction then what he received. He took a deep breath, reigning in his anger. His anger wasn't centered completely at her. It was also at himself. Regret flicked over his facial expression at her words, before composing himself. He didn't reject what she had said, or try to change her mind about it. He knew she knew, she would have felt it everytime he did something. He then spoke slowly," I have changed. I know you probably could care less that I have, but I have." He stared down at her, as she stepped closer. He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent before he said," follow me, your room is located on the top floor. As is mine, and my office." He turned slightly, keeping an eye on her as he did. Then he spotted the girl behind her and said," she already has one."