"I'm only fun when I'm having a good time too," Taura points out reasonably, turning away from the cabinet to look at him. She will be very serious and unfun forever if he continues to not give a shit about her feelings, in other words. She's pretty easygoing in general, but he stepped all over her weak points.

She suppresses the twinges of pity she can feel when he hits that bit at the end, the small reminder of her own crying breakdown in the subbasement of Ryoval's when she assumed Miles didn't see her as a person.

"I haven't said a word about what you are, because I never like it when people focus on what I am rather than who I am." She has heroically not mentioned the smell! Even if it's seared into her nostrils now! She's going to go stand in the shower after this with something strongly scented under her nose! Maybe she should find a way to covertly plug her nostrils next time.

"It only matters what you do." On the reason they're here, she adds, "Do you want to come over here and choose a shade of green?"