The temptation to score one more point with him was strong, but Jill just couldn't bring herself to do it. Besides, as guilty as he looked, she could probably say just about anything to him right now and he wouldn't even get angry about it.

"This occasion seems pretty grand to me. Hannibal is quite the cook." Yes, she is impressed by the man, but who wouldn't be? He reminds her of some of the people she's met in her world. Due to her status in the BSAA, she's met with a few elites and been to some fancy parties. Jill always felt like the odd ball at them unless Chris or someone else was with her.

When his eyes look away from hers, Jill sighs, then reaches to set her free hand on Will's elbow. "I'm not mad at you." Okay kind of but not mad enough to stay mad. "I know it wasn't your fault. I'm just glad you're safe."