Oh no. She had him now, and if he was going to run away he was going to have to do it while she was staring at him with the confused dark eyes. "Whatever it is, you think I won't want to see you afterward. Why can't you just tell me right now? I don't want to hear it from them, I want to hear it from you." What was it that was so awful about him? She stared, and could think of nothing. The affectionate touch just solidified Anne's desire to keep him where he was. Her grip on his hand tightened.