Kire snorted at his response. “’Glad I could be satisfactory’,” she repeated in a mock masculine voice. “You make it sound like I paid you.” Still, despite her blush, she grinned. Though, the way he had hesitated at her question, like he wasn’t still sure about who she was to him, bothered her a little. 

“It’s not like you or I can [i]read[/i] each other’s letters, anyway,” she put in, looking sidelong at him, pausing in thought. “No, you’re not,” she said bluntly afterward, looking ahead. “Maybe you should work on that. Because, despite your best efforts, you do still have friends, and keep finding new ones. Loosening up even a little wouldn’t kill you. Seemed to work out great last night, anyway.”