'In passing.' The temptation to dig for more information is there, but really it's not important. The response itself says enough — that's not just casual disdain. That's jealousy.

"You don't like me." She says after a moment, eyes cast downward for a hesitant moment. It's not a question, more confirming the uneasy feeling she's been getting from him out loud, but when she looks up at Faolan's face, Kathryn is her usual chirpy self, "but you don't know me either." And she grabs his arm — sorry Faolan, this is happening — and starts to pull him toward the drinks table, "so we're going to drink, and we're going to get to know eachother, and then you can hate me all you like."

Hopefully this'll be useful and not just a waste of her time.