With that Persephone finally looked up at him and raised herself from the railing to stand up straight. It took quite a bit more effort than she thought, but she still managed to do so, even if she swayed back and forth ever so slightly as she did.
"And what is it that I want?"
She didn't know if he would even say it. He'd probably wave it off like a bothersome fly at a picnic, and then go back inside to brood and be all non-talkative, or something along those lines.