Her sigh continued into a full blown huff. At this point, nothing about their relationship was what she wanted. On the surface it may have looked like he was bending to her every whim, but she, too, was bending far more than she was comfortable. Fallon dreamt of political achievements, of tangible success, of a life that involved enacting change to their world. Asking for four more years wasn't so that she could achieve any of those goals, but so that she could remain in the shadows of what she might have achieved. Jesse was all but requiring her to walk away from what she spent the better part of a decade striving for, and she was willing to do it. All Fallon required to resign herself to his ideals was a little time.

"What do you need to say?" Fallon demanded. "Forget what it is you think I want. Forget my opinions. You're so pent up you're angry and distant. Either talk to me or I'm going home."