[Maybe he should feel a little guilty for bringing that tone of desperation into her voice. She doesn't deserve to be upset, and here he is, on such a nice night, upsetting her. He doesn't, not really, but he does recognize that it's time to change the topic. So he shrugs, and offers her a perfectly charming smile, and shakes his head.]
No, we don't have to. We can talk about whatever you want.
[Or not talk at all, if she feels that he's intruded upon her privacy too long. It seems very likely that she had been out here seeking some kind of solitude, after all, and he'd barged into it in his characteristically bold way. That doesn't mean, however, that he's going to leave unless she tells him to, unless she tells him that she has absolutely no interest in having a conversation whatsoever.
He'd like to have someone to talk to this evening. Someone not involved with business. Someone who doesn't have an ulterior motive. Someone he doesn't have to worry about stabbing him in the back -- or in the front.]
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No, we don't have to. We can talk about whatever you want.
[Or not talk at all, if she feels that he's intruded upon her privacy too long. It seems very likely that she had been out here seeking some kind of solitude, after all, and he'd barged into it in his characteristically bold way. That doesn't mean, however, that he's going to leave unless she tells him to, unless she tells him that she has absolutely no interest in having a conversation whatsoever.
He'd like to have someone to talk to this evening. Someone not involved with business. Someone who doesn't have an ulterior motive. Someone he doesn't have to worry about stabbing him in the back -- or in the front.]