Though the reply hadn't been delivered with venom Lot felt the insult like an out of step heartbeat and for a minute he couldn't speak. Did she really think that? That that was all he was here for? Had he not shown her by now that she was more than a toy to him? "No," he replied finally feeling a little embarrassed, "I mean yes but no I-" he stopped and took a deep breath "I'm concerned about you I'm not here for-" he made a face, "That." He reached out to play with a strand of her tangled hair, "I'm worried about you what's going on?" why was she being like this?
Perhaps he'd had it too good or maybe he'd gotten too close. Perhaps he'd misread everything and was now standing a fool before her.