She yanked on her arm to get it out of his hold, shoving at his chest with her other hand to get him to back off, "Can you just leave me alone for ten minutes!?" why was he always in her face? Who was he to say she couldn't run or couldn't hide. Why the hell not? They were great options and screw him for saying she couldn't take them! __________________ "No I can't and I won't." He couldn't even walk away now, he wasn't going to because she expected it. "You aren't running from this or from Poseidon. Because when he comes at me again you're going to have to deal with me and I'm not going to be happy." ___________________ She struggled again to get her arm free, still shoving at him with her good hand, "No, you're not. You're never going to be happy because it'll always be something." she shoved him again and then looked right at him, "So you know what, why don't you just do what you wanted to do a minute ago and what you're going to end up doing one day and walk away." ___________________ "Ohhhh, you didn't..." He shook his head with a laugh, but it was sarcastic. She was pushing him away and she was doing it on purpose. After all that in Lithuania she wanted to shove this in his face now? Who did she think she was. "You did not just say that." Did she really think that was going to make him go? "You think it's that easy?" He was playing the grown up because she was being ridiculous. _____________________ She shoved and struggled some more, "Unless you went deaf in the last minute you know I just said it." she was glaring at him but the look on her face showed that she knew she was digging her own grave deeper but it was one of those situations where the momentum was so high that you couldn't stop the insanity bullet train you were on even if you wanted to. Maybe she did think it was that easy. Maybe not right at the second but yeah.... __________________ It was the worst argument to be having in such a public setting. After that draining downer they'd been on in Lithuania, he wasn't expecting another hit. He was already getting hit by Poseidon, he didn't need her to add to the list. "I make that call! I make that choice! Not you. Not some fish-faced squid grandfather of yours, not Poseidon. ME." He punched his finger into his chest, his other hand still on her arm with a force. He'd bundled her up in a lot of different ways in the past, but he used his hands this time. The scarf he'd used as a blindfold he roped around her wrist to her cast. He'd done that with his tie, but this time he wanted her still, his hands still intented into her shoulders as he circled around her, "I want you to shutup before you say something else stupid." He put his hands over her eyes. "Now, when I count to ten you better get past this crazy talk and bring back my girlfriend." __________________ He kept on hitting her verbally and this was not helping, "Yeah, your choice, YOU, I'm not gonna get a say in it. You're saying right now even that you will walk away, just when you decide. Maybe I don't wanna wait!" she hissed and whined and grumbled as he tied her hands up, calling him crazy and all that and then he covered her eyes. Ugh, what was he doing? The only thing that happened when he finished counting to ten was Zoe saying in biting tones, "I. Wanna. Go. Home." ___________________ He looked at this as if she was a cat that needed the dark to calm down. Maybe it worked on humans too. He wanted her to stop slamming all this nonsense in his face. "Wasn't this our anniversary? I thought it was something like that right?" Poseidon had planted the seed and Greed was not gonna have it. He was gonna run that bastard over and dry him out. Like a slug. "If you think I'm gonna just shrug and leave, you must be mistaking me for some human idiot." He leaned in to her ear, "are we done telling Greed that he's going to let go of his prize. The fucking golden Oscar of his collection?"