Vermouth blinks for a second, surprised at being called out, even so gently. Not angry or offended, but surprised.

"Do I?" she asks, the question more rhetorical than anything else. Amusement was one of the few emotions that she displayed freely, even in times when it masked her true intentions. However, her expression does ease into something softer. "My apologizes, Ran. You aren't the first to make that request."