[ There’s a general sense of smallness from her, even if he’s carefully avoiding a direct look at her. Some part of him understands her need for privacy, if nothing else.

Her remark, however, gets him to turn back to her with a soft chuckle. ]

It is a pleasure for you to think so, my lady. But make no mistake—I find no misery in your company. Only…a sense that we are similar, perhaps. Kindred spirits.