Eliina didn't truly expect him to care, care about any of it. Not her reasons, her emotions or even how she eventually came out of this encounter. She was simply running out of options and her emotions were beginning to get the best of her. That seemed to be a theme around him. She really did need to work on that. Or go back to entirely avoiding him. The latter was probably the best option.
Eliina immediately balked at his words, her spine straightening and her mouth forming an 'o' of protest. "I am not serving you. Not in a way that needs to be rewarded." She immediately retorted, her voice rising in volume. Oh no, whether he meant legal services or... or otherwise she was not about to hear that phrase used idly. It rubbed her all sorts of wrong. Her spine already straight as a board she couldn't help but flinch as he called her self-centeredness into question. Was that the truth of it? Was she merely going too far with it all in her head based on her own past. "I don't think that all vampires want something from me. Just ones that give me dresses, mock me and..." She left it at that, not wanting to even bring up what they had done the last time they'd been in the same proximity.
Eliina sighed, her shoulders starting to droop. "It's not just a dress. That's why. Nothing is ever as simple as you're trying to make it out to be. If it's just a piece of cloth as you say... it shouldn't matter for you to take it back." Clearly it was far more than a dress for both of them. Just for different reasons. "Would you rather I had come in the morning?" She began before pausing. Eliina balanced the box on one arm as she raised the other and tilted her head down. "I shouldn't have screamed." She finally admitted, the closest to an apology he'd likely get.