She wanted to laugh. After all, it was a stupid vibrator and he had gotten off on her using it just as much as she did. It was too bloody comical, but Atlas was so serious about the whole situation, that Minerva managed keep it to just a smirk.
But then he mentioned her friends and family, and Minerva frowned - confused and a little pissed off too.
"Atlas, you can't know everything about me - the only person who knows everything about me is me. There are things that my family and friends don't even know! So are you going to be jealous of me for knowing everything about myself now?"
Minerva shook her head, exasperated. "What is it that you need to know anyhow? I mean, I don't need to know every little thing about you. Actually, I'd rather not to yeah?"
She stepped forward, grabbing the front of Atlas' jacket in both hands. "No...you don't," Minerva said firmly, staring at him directly into his eyes.