She wasn't in the mood for any sort of teasing banter. Though she much preferred this version of him to the angry, sullen one prone to throwing bottles, it made her very uncomfortable for reasons she still wasn't completely clear about. The definitive lines to their relationship were threatening to blur. Were they friends now? Or were they skirting the edge of friendship into something more, yet still undefinable? Either way, she didn't like it. He represented a complication that she did not need.