Gyrfalcon's Keep subliminal

As they walked, Taliesin thought of several questions he might ask of the woman. Her name, for a start. Then maybe what had happened to make her so demanding. Or maybe he would try to be sneaky about it and start by asking about her interests or something dull, and eventually she'd trust him enough to reveal her entire life story which held some secret reason why she was being such a frigid bitch.
Just as he was realizing that one meeting likely wouldn't be long enough for all of that, she spoke. Questioned him. He shrugged. Not like I have anything better to do, It was a harmless enough answer, he figured, so he gave it freely.