[She reaches out, fingertips idly smoothing over the cuff of her sleeve. This is a game of tag she doesn't mind, though she can imagine his thoughts are twisting it to something far darker. She should mind, perhaps, but there's a trust that's formed between them that she wishes to keep.]
Is my asking not sufficient? [A slow parting of her lips around a breath as she considers further,] Perhaps you'd prefer something more entreating...