Social graces were never the woman's strong point even if catching sight of people's behaviors was. Tina tugs on her bottom lip when she notes the way Jacob flinches and let's out a breath as he begins to speak. It's too complicated to think about talking to Jacob, there's laws in place and even talking to the other seeming no-majs here goes against every fiber of her being.

"I just don't think it's doing either of us any good being out here," She says with a finality, the smallest of shrugs rolling across her shoulders. That much was true, anyway, and she wants very much to apologize and speak to the man properly but that's not how-- That's not how this should work, should it? All of her training points to no.

"Sorry. I'm not exactly sorted out much myself either right now."