He could understand needing the distance, especially if she was who he thought she was, and he was happy to change the subject if that was what she needed, though the question had him shaking his head, just rolling his cup of tea between his palms again, "I don't know. If I did I think we'd be having a very different conversation."

He scrubbed a hand up over his face and through his hair, "We were on the wrong end of a dogfight, last-minute hyperspace calculation through a solar storm, or, well, solar loop, it wasn't really a storm. We were supposed to get to D'Qar and got here instead."