Unconsciously

He: What I understood, was that you wanted to write alone. So you could finish your thesis.

She: But I didn't.

He: You didn't.

She: You see? You didn't even know that.

He: Why did you give up? That's not like you.

She: The whole project just seemed less important, up there. As you said, when I talked to you about my subject: 'glib.'

He: I never called your subject glib.

She: Perhaps you didn't use that word, but that's what you meant. And, all of a sudden, it was glib. Or, even worse, some kind of lie.

He: I see.

She: No, you don't see. You see a lot of things, but not that.