She fixed him with a look -- one of mild disapproval, that seemed to say she didn't care what he thought they were looking at. For a moment, she was ready to continue her scolding, but his change in subject knocked the wind from her sails.

"Yes, but it does get tiring." The shoes, the corsets, and mingling... it was part of why she'd made a point of finding him again; she needed a break. "What about you?"