"Your refusal to partake in conversation is baffling and slightly hurtful. I'm only trying to make small talk." Anya pouted slightly, resting her chin on her hands and wrinkling her forehead.

"And I'm sorry I didn't know about the covers, but human social cues are not something I understand easily. And you're not human anyway, you're dead, so something a human would do is not necessarily something you would do," she pointed out in a reasonable tone of voice.