What--what--but--but that’s--

*Her voice has risen an octave and she’s covered her open mouth with her hands, looking more like an affronted old matron than any twenty-one-year-old in a scarlet dress has any right to.*

--that’s absurd and I am perfectly trim and Evan is not an idiot, we are very much in love and there’s--there’s a war on and--that’s just--