The eyebrows stretched upward on her forehead. Curious, and doubtful. She believed some of what he said. Roughly a third, maybe. Another one-third, she thought, he was just saving face. And the rest, mostly that pertaining to Ashley? He refused to address because even he couldn't deny it. Valentina didn't trust Grimmwald to hold to a deal any more than she trusted him to tell her the truth in any matter. Any more than she would've trusted herself, had she not known herself inside and out.
Still, hearing him out would help fill in the blanks on that which she had missed. That which she could use moving forward. So she made a show of openness and inclined her curiosity, rolling her eyes in mock annoyance while shaking her head, wearing the smirk of an amused companion. "So dramatic. Attention and affirmation. Go ahead, then. Tell me what you've got in mind."