Mary laughed again at the comment about 'trying' but this time it wasn't about his attempts but her own. Was this what he wanted for Mary? She knew it wasn't really her, this terrible lust, but it wasn't entirely not her either. This was built into her, and that was why Lust herself was always biting at her heels.
The laugh caught and turned to a shivering sob, a sound which she covered her mouth her hand hand to swallow down.
"All I want to do right now is give into this, but... I'm trying," she said, repeating his own words back to him. They were all trying.