Her eyes flash at his first attempt, the words how dare you pretend to think I think that on her tongue, or something like them, but his quick change of heart makes her reign herself in, her mouth a flat, angry line.

She doesn't want to argue. She really doesn't, however argumentative people want to call her.

And she's not going to get anywhere. It makes her feel left out and distanced from him, but she tries to be mature, tries to remember that they're not in school anymore.

"Yes," she says at length, sounding exhausted. "Yes, or we'll spend years being stubborn at each other."