She's momentarily relieved when he doesn't take offense to her words. In general, she's not overly concerned about whether ot not she offends someone, but over time, new exceptions to the unwritten rule have showed up, not the least of which is the guy sitting next to her. It's one of the reasons why she's out here in the first place, sucking down a joint and trying to calm her nerves - it's just further proof of the fact that she seems to care now if she hurts anyone, or if anyone winds up hurt even if she's not directly involved. The reality closes around her heart like a hand squeezing tight and she clears her throat quietly, forcing a faint smile.

"Well, feel free to come on over if you're ever in need of any future enlightenment," she replies, legs resuming their absent kicking. "Always happy to provide."