Martha sniffed very softly, almost a laugh, though partially a little exasperated. Blame her to do the unobtainable emotionally traumatised man thing again, though it was, at this point, not too hard.

"Because I wanted to talk to you. If you wanted to talk. I'm not..." She tried to find the right words. "I wanted you to know I'm not bloody upset, and I wanted you to know I still wanted to talk with you, if you're okay with that. If not, I can go away."