If she could have broken into a sweat while floating in the water, then she would have. Because that tone was making everything that Ulysses said immeasurably worse somehow. Add in the fact that he was not leaving and Persephone was one fidgety little ondine. She wanted him gone. She wanted him gone the moment that he had arrived and refused to be dissuaded by her saying that he was seeing things and this was her natural form. It even bothered her a little that she was currently wearing nothing. Most of the time she could not have cared less but she did not want Ulysses looking at her. Any part of her. Not even this human form that was not quite right. It meant that he was seeing just a little too much.
"I'm not telling you anything," Persephone declared. What could he do to her if she did not tell him? Telekinetic. They were always a little worrisome. What if he was strong enough to actually hurt her with it? Even if he could not lift or break her then it did not mean he could not cause a heavy rock or branch to do just exactly that. It was not a pleasant thought to have and Persephone wanted it back out of her head. She was not telling him what she was. She had never told anyone what she was and if she was not inclined to tell Gabe after he caught her swimming around naked then she was not going to tell Ulysses when he was doing nothing but making her skin crawl. The other pool of water. He would know from that move alone that she was far from human but she really did not care at that moment in time. All she wanted to do was get away from him so that she could feel something like safe again. "It wasn't very nice to meet you, Ulysses," Persephone said, stretching up out of the water and focusing in on that other pool perhaps fifty yards away that she could just glimpse. And then she was there, taking a deep breath before submerging. He would not have known where she went. She could be safe now.