Her clumsy attempt at legilimency hadn't really given him much of an opportunity to actually peer around in her thoughts, probably most likely because he hadn't really been trying to retaliate. He was still holding to the promise he'd made himself when they wed about not using legilimency on her, though he'd questioned the wisdom of such a policy on many occasions. It hadn't been a matter of seeing so much as feeling, a moment ago — it was impossible not to get a sense of the emotion behind the attempt, which was particularly vivid for him, since he tended not to experience such intense feelings except in exceptional circumstances. He didn't know how to communicate that, though — and wasn't sure that he would even want to — so he ignored her question and continued his own train of thought instead.

"So desperate to get in, weren't you?" he said with a sneer as he pulled his belt loose and dropped it to the floor. "Who was really pining, Antigone?" he taunted as he crossed towards her.