She was giving him the most dubious of looks that she had ever given anyone ever. "You really think that you won't use the first thing you don't like me saying over me to tell me to get out? You owning the place means that you have something over me and I don't want that. It's really necessary. You're pretty horrible."
Was that too harsh? Maybe. She felt a little bad about saying it, but he could take it. He'd murdered people.
Her shoulders shrugged a bit. "I just asked nicely."
There was a long pause. "Sorry. I didn't.. saying you were horrible. That was out of line. My bad."