She stared at him for a moment, grey eyes almost as stormy as the water beneath them. What was she even supposed to say to that? Somehow "sorry but I don't talk to strangers about feelings" seemed like it wouldn't go over well. And she was in a great position to get pushed off a cliff if she insulted someone too much. Not that she thought he was the type, but she hadn't lived this long without being a little paranoid.

"There really isn't a solution. I'm here and he's there. It's not the first time it's happened and we both survived. I'm not happy about it, but I can take care of myself and he can take care of himself. Besides, he has studying to do and I will never forgive him if he doesn't pass his exams."

A pause there, for a moment, as she seemed to realize she should probably try to be polite. He'd only offered to help, after all.

"Thanks, though."