"Oh... Well, that's nice..."<br/><br/>There was a slight hurt tone to her voice, though she didn't quite know why. She didn't mean for it to come out that way, of course, he had no control over what<i> she</i>(Jemma) did. She quickly gathered her backpack from the backseat, and put on the hood on her jacket, racing up to the front door, fishing out her keys to unlock the door, then just as quickly went into her room to shut and lock her door.