"I guess"? Wow, it's like you can actually feel the love in this room. Feels like being cuddled by a thousand unicorns. [ It's better than nothing, he's just feeling bitchy, she hurt his delicate flower feelings. ] It's okay. I guess. [ He still has a sulky face on, he's still mad about it. It's just less intense now, he's starting to burn out. He stares at his plate (sulkily!!!) and stabs some more stuff with his fork, just playing with his food again. ] I was thinking up some really mean revenge ideas, but I'm not gonna do them now, so... you're welcome.