He wasn't supposed to ask that. He was supposed to just get it. "What I want-" she began, an undercurrent of frustration in her tone of voice. Tig fell short of actually telling him, however. She didn't really want to voice it, but neither did she know how to.
She said nothing for a number of seconds as she considered him and how to answer his question without embarrassing herself. She finally assumed a haughty and somewhat defensive stance upon deciding a course of action. "I didn't particularly care for the way you... went about things," she began archly. "It was dissatisfying, I prefer it when-" Tig stopped and colored a little at what she'd started to say. "Never mind. Forget I said anything. I don't care."
She said nothing for a number of seconds as she considered him and how to answer his question without embarrassing herself. She finally assumed a haughty and somewhat defensive stance upon deciding a course of action. "I didn't particularly care for the way you... went about things," she began archly. "It was dissatisfying, I prefer it when-" Tig stopped and colored a little at what she'd started to say. "Never mind. Forget I said anything. I don't care."
