[Ororo's shoulders rise and fall with the sigh she releases. But she's got a sobered smile of her own, if only because the last thing she wants is for this whole thing to cause a rift between them. She meant it when she said he was the most important person to her right now, and it still hurt her to know that she was hurting him.

She glances out the window, at the softly falling snow and then back around the subtle, warm glow of the lights in his room. Seemed poetical enough to her.]

That depends on how you look at things, I suppose. [She glances back at him and speaks sincerely:] I am sorry, you know. Hurting you like this is the last thing I want to do.