A part of him braced himself for what he had wanted to turn the conversation into. He knew the answer, especially since Daphne only did things these days to please her parents. She couldn't be her own person. Other forces had to make decisions for the beautiful creature before him. Just once, he wished that she "The day that you would have to choose? The ginger or me," a slight pause came after those words, pursing his lips together and eyes traced along her backside. "Because that's what I'm asking you to do, love." Adding the pet name at the end, hoping that would make the request go better slightly.