Dear me, but I could swear I heard you ask his name.
[More than once, even. What a lying little creep Sebastian managed to run into. He neither lets go nor backs away.]
And yet now you claim to have no interest. Should I take from this that we still have a miscommunication on our hands?
[Translated from Vaguely Threatening to English: "Are you going to admit you wanted to know who my master is, say you're sorry and you've changed your mind, or do I need to beat it into you?"]