Emerald Sparrow gave an answer that, in her perception, was akin to evasion.
Unexpectedly, Mo He didn't seem emotionally affected upon hearing it.
"So, that's how it is after all."
She calmly muttered to herself, leaning her back slightly, fully reclining into the driver's seat:
"That's why I felt there was no need to say it... Because I had a hunch earlier that the Captain wouldn't agree today."
"I'm sorry."
Emerald Sparrow repeated once more: "I'm very grateful that you value me this much."
"No, this isn't about the Captain; it's my fault."
Mo He stared straight ahead at the road, though her gaze was slightly unfocused: "I performed terribly today—causing trouble nonstop, inviting the Captain to dinner, yet making you pick up the tab. With such an impression, anyone approached would think I am unreliable."