"No, I know. It's okay," I assure him, looking over at him with a soft smile. I did act sort of like a robot sometimes, especially to people who didn't know me very well. It was just easier that way. I could keep my emotions in check.

"You thought I was good, eh?" I say, trying to get the conversation back on course. "What about the food? Hurry up and eat. Bon apetit, mon chou. Bon anniversaire."