A sad expression plays across her face for a few moments as she looks at him, thinking of how her time with him, with everyone, is so short. Everyday counts down to the end of the war. It's almost more than she can bare if she thinks about it too long.

So Oswin pulls away from him first to cough into her fist and then she moves towards a plate of cookies that have been thoroughly demolished.

"Ought to stop back to refill these."