She doesn't know a lot about herself, and hearing him say that makes her warm. When she smiles, it's into her cup.

James thinks she's pretty.

It makes her smile again, maybe more than it should, but she doesn't care. "Well. Good thing the 70s is full of folk singers, then. Maybe one of the new recruits is an aspiring musician."

She's joking about it because it's easier. Because no, she didn't know her eyes were anything other than plain eyes.