[He noticed that little tick; she wasn't the first person who'd frowned at his decision to stay in harbour, but he didn't want to rock a pleasant conversation by pointing it out.

He shrugged and elaborated.]

Compared to the others like us. A lot of unplugged seem to have come from around the last millennium. At least I've seen hovercraft before.

[He looked away then, frowning at the sudden sense of dissatisfaction that washed over him. He'd been enjoying their conversation up until then, as terse as it had been.

Damn it, it wasn't him who ruined it this time. He glanced back at her, still frowning]

You know, you're not as subtle with your expressions as you think you are.