Anne, very desperately, did not want to smile at Sam as he stared at the room he found himself in. And so, when he took her hand, she cupped it with her other one and tilted her head up to his.
"I'm sorry that I was so-" She wasn't sure what the best word to use was, and so stuck with, "demanding. Rude." A pause. "Bratty."
Once he was looking at her again, she smiled up at him. "I love you." Her smile got bigger. "Welcome to Troy."