She thought it was the hunger that made her feel frustrated, but it was hard to differentiate. She knew she was disappointed to have been forced into this, when she'd worked so hard to divorce herself from it. The Hunger latched onto his want, and she could feel it sending tendrils of temptation out to him in response.
"It's trying to decide if it should seduce you, or taunt you with seeds of doubt, and try to make you angry." She felt those urges as if they were her own, and they frightened her. "I can feel how much you want to help me, but I know you're holding back. It...kind of makes me feel a little drunk."