[Lowering his hands from his face, he stares sideways at her. What was she saying? This wasn't how it was supposed to go. If she called him out, she should have dismissed him, and moved on. They would have to try some other angle to get at him. She wasn't allowed to be persistent. She shouldn't make him feel like he had something to resent. Lockon shifted under her and gripped her shoulders tightly. He wanted to push her away, to break free, to run. But she--] You're wrong. It almost worked. You don't understand. You shouldn't get close enough to.