She supposed that was answer enough, just his choking on his wine. Still, Daphne let him stumble through a response, trying to find just the right words. But honestly, when he asked her what she wanted, Daphne paled a little. She didn't know what she wanted. She hadn't been given the option of having an opinion since the Prophet came out. Having one now just felt strange. "Oh. Finishing our schooling would be nice."
Her unsureness slipped away as much as it could in this situation. "I apologize. I didn't mean to make you nervous. More nervous?"