The fact that he didn't pull away warmed her a bit, stiff as she was, and she flashed back a small smile at him to reflect that. Maybe he really was okay with everything now - her feelings had gotten through, just a little bit.

With that in mind she squeezed his hand a little before getting a table for them at the restaurant, at last letting to of his hand as they were led to a more private booth and were allowed to place their order.

"So... What was that about anyway? Bidding on me like that in the auction?" She asked almost too casually, curious as she started to leave herself more and more open. It almost didn't matter, what he had said to her when they had met during that border patrol of hers. Maybe he was just saying it because... He didn't think she cared about him anymore. Maybe.

Adela, at least then, really wanted to believe that things were getting a little better regardless of reason.