‘We’re sitting here because we’re already barely tolerated, and because as long as we don’t move too quickly or speak too loudly, we can blend into the background or at least pretend to be serving staff. That’s how this works, Letty. A brown man at an Oxford ball is a fun curiosity as long as he keeps to himself and manages not to offend anyone, but if I dance with you, then someone’s going to hit me, or worse.’ She huffed. ‘Don’t be dramatic.’
Again she's at this point being purposefully obtuse. He is telling you what could happen to him and why he has to be cautious but because it inconveniences her she isn't listening. I know her character is here to show the very real reality of people like this (just because you face one type of oppression does not mean you can understand or sympathize with others as you actively benefit from the other aspect of your identity) but I am a very unforgiving easily irritated person and she drives me crazy
