A lesser man would have probably winced at that... and even though the urge was there, Jecht repressed it, a low rumbling emitting from his throat instead. It was on the tip of his tongue to jump up and shout about how he cared plenty, and at one time he was pretty sure she had cared too -- but Urd's advice stuck with him -- he needed to figure out just what was getting her so worked up...

He shrugged it off, pretending not to be affected by the bite in her tone. "I dunno. I just thought maybe, if you had some free time... I mean, since the bar's not a priority anymore... I was never really one for decoratin', so..."