Tony's words only served to cause Eliina to bristle more. Her shoulders couldn't get any straighter as her eyes flashed, never ceasing to glare at him. God he pushed her buttons. "I can choose to represent you or not. The latter sounds more and more appealing as the days go on, that is something you should remember when you talk of my... service to you." That word never ceased to turn her stomach. It wasn't her fault that the word had taken on a much different meaning over the course her lifetime.
"You opinion of me matters little. I'm not entirely certain what I might do to keep you from..." She lifted her fingers to perform everyone's favorite air quotes. "liking me. Feel free to point me in the right direction." Eliina shut her mouth, the force making a sound that was likely audible to him with his advanced senses that she lacked. She knew she had to stop herself. While she might not want him to like her in any way, she didn't want his rage either. That much she knew and didn't need personal experience to back up.
Eliina's fingers curled painfully around the cardboard edge to the box she held, her knuckles white. Too many mentions of Lorenzo when her emotions were already too high. That and him mentioning what was perhaps her worst fear. "Stop. Just stop. You've made your point. I don't care what I look like when I attend these functions you refer to so this is unnecessary." She wouldn't wear it, she had long ago ceased to wear anything that highlighted whatever beauty she possessed. "And I don't want to hear about your... collection of pets that you already have. If I ever find a way to successfully raise a case against your kind for keeping... people, I'll be sure to put you to the front of the list. Maybe if I win that case I'll find reason to wear this." She tried to challenge, but the spark was quickly deflating in her, replaced by her own worries and insecurities. Her voice lacked the edge of anger that it had held early and instead reflected the truth, that she didn't think there would ever come a day where she would be able to follow through with her threat... for too many reasons most of which she didn't care to examine.
Eliina glanced down at her hands that held the box all too tight and quickly bent down. She set the box square on the floor and opened the lid. She didn't let her fingers caress the soft silk even though part of her wished for that, instead she reached in and just retrieved the bottle of wine. "I suppose you are right in one thing. I can keep this and proceed to drink myself to death with it. How very kind of you." She said as she straightened back up to her full height.
And she likely would have the bottle finished off within the hour.