It is late. I wish not to seek company.

[ Was it a lie? She feels exhausted, wore out from the different directions her heart had been tugged at. There's hesitance there, an odd disconnect from not seeing his face to partner with her words. ]

You were not the one who offered council for me to go. I wish not to offend or discredit you. [ He always heeds caution, insists she does too. ] I... acted impulsively.