She sighed, a long, suffering sound. She was still angry - oh hell, was she still angry - but she was losing the energy to just keep yelling at him when all he was going to do was stand there and be sorry. "Just... forget it," she finally managed, "it's not even worth it anymore. I don't care."

Okay, so yeah, she did care, or she wouldn't still be angry. But... even she knew that she'd get over it.