She admitted softly to herself that she knew he was stubborn; it had been one of the first things she'd noticed about him. But she wasn't going to repeat herself, for risk of him arguing with her.
"Yes, a walk sounds pleasant indeed. As we go, you may also indulge me with a story or two of your life, as I know so little about you." With that, she hiked up her skirts a few centimeters as not to trip, and began to walk along into the garden.