[The quiet isn't exactly comfortable, but it's not unwelcome. Some time to either gather his thoughts or simply disperse them is a reprieve, if anything. By the time Cornelia strikes up a conversation, Jeremiah at least feels less tense.

Being caught off-guard feels in line for the night, but he doesn't have a whole lot of energy left to get flustered, his words just about sighed out.]

It's all right, Your Highness. It was an easy association to make, one I don't blame you for. [Hence his own reaction, really.] Nor did I assume you were intentionally revealing anything.