She shrugged, ineloquently. She was looking away from him now, a bit hunched on the stool. "Whatever," she said. "Yeah. I still think you were being a douche in not talking to me about it. I just -- whatever, truce, is that fine by you?"
She added, "I'm still mad about the college s**t but that's my own defect, I guess. Pax, as M.B. would say."