[It takes more than that to offend her! If anything, she wonders what about her question - or maybe not so much the question but the thoughts it triggered - upset him. She accepts her hat back, giving his own back to him in turn.]

It's alright. Being in a desert isn't the same as experiencing summer at home, after all.

...

For me, summer back home meant swimming in the lake with my siblings, and having picnic on the shore or in the meadows. The days were so long, the the air smelled so wonderful.

[Her voice is warm and wistful. Those were happy days for her. As nobles, the Reiss children didn't have to work or worry.]