"They think I... like you. I mean... you know... attracted to you." She finally managed to say before immediately trying to explain. "Which is of course absurd; a complete misunderstanding of me being nice towards you a-and that I used your lap as a pillow; there is no way I can be in any way attracted to you, not that I find you repugnant or anything, I just simply mean we are practically strangers, and we have nothing in common, nor do we even walk in the same circles; I am of high status, and you're... umm... I mean we met under unusual circumstances, and... If not for that we would never have likely met." She then glances to the side, and her cheeks go rosier. "Obviously, you feel the same way; you could not possibly be attracted to me so quickly, so you understand, right?"