[The tone she uses with him doesn't help with his temper. He pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance, taking a deep breath to calm himself.]
It surprises you that I'm displeased? I think I've made my intentions clear enough for you to be able to anticipate my reaction.
[He leans forward, lowering his voice slightly. Not that he really cares if the other patrons think they are fighting, he simply doesn't want them to hear their conversation so that Cornelia doesn't feel embarrassed about it]
I am entitled to use that tone with you, the moment you started to push and pull me around. Do I have to remind you that until you straddle me, I was being good at keeping my promise not to touch you? Not that I minded, quite the contrary, but what happened is both our own fault, do not think otherwise, Princess.
[He bites his lower lips as she implies regretting what happened between them. It has never been his intention for her to and to know that Cornelia does hurts a little bit more than what he has expected to. But then he notices how her expression cracks lightly and he wonders what this could mean. But before he can say anything, she's already speaking again. The archer suppresses himself from shaking his head, internally wondering how Cornelia could be either that blind or stubborn when it comes to his intentions toward her.]
This? Meaning me asking you out for coffee or me being unhappy with you pushing me away again?
[He waves a hand before she can say anything]
Let me answer to both. I've asked for coffee because you've been avoiding me since our last date and I wanted to make sure you are okay and that there was no regret or uneasiness between the two of us. Which, unsurprising, there is. At least on your part. I don't regret what happened, Cornelia. My only regret is that you don't seem to all right with what you did. It was never my intention to hurt you if I did and if I had known it would have made uncomfortable, I would have pushed you away, as much as I would have hated it.
As for me not liking your request, it's simple. I think I'm repeating myself again when I say that I'm really interested by you. Attracted to you, even. And if I'm not mistaken, you are as well attracted to me. And I still really don't understand why you keep denying that. And why you are pushing me away. And don't give me that crap about me being in danger if I'm around you. It doesn't matter, I am in danger by simply living.
[Oliver sighs lightly. There's so much things he wants to tell her but for a moment there, he's not sure she'd want to listen to them.]