She had, for most of what he was saying, kept her eyes cast down on the table. Usually when she spoke badly about herself, others either agreed or ignored her - he was actually defending her in a way, like he cared. She felt oddly overwhelmed by that.

However it was at his quieter words that she perked slightly, her eyes lifting to his as she blushed.
" But no, I suppose I do not think that you care about that --- only that most men seem to prefer the body to the brains."