Agrat smiled softly, nodding. "You're welcome. I can understand, I would to if I had one of my own." Oh, Agrat was starting to figure out she had a type, she just didn't know how she kept stumbling across men who fit that type so well. Other than one man, she always did have a thing for the bad boys.
She followed a few steps behind him when he walked away. "You keep saying anything without offering options," she responded, pushing her hair behind one ear. "Don't you know us women love our options?" She wasn't in the mood to give him a straight answer, and so she didn't. "Oh, there are plenty of things I want, but most of them aren't anything someone else can give me." She shrugged. "How about for now you take the kit, consider it a gift, and we'll see if I can't think of something I might like from you as the evening goes on?"