She knew he was right about that much- Montague would have wanted her to have something. But she didn't care. Montague wasn't here to make demands. If he woke up she'd accept any gift thrown at her.
"Gifts are for celebration, there is nothing to celebrate today."
She looked at him without paitence. "It doesn't matter what he wants or how I look. He's not here. He's lost his right to decide those things. If he were worried, he'd be here." She looked at him, "look how peaceful he seems..."