"Because... I just wanted to," she stutters. he narrows his eyes slightly. He looks slightly suspicious, which she finds amusing.

"Max, come on," he urges her gently, taking another step towards her. Max backs up slightly, almost hitting the edge of the bed.

"We both know that you didn't come here just to talk," he adds knowingly. Max looks back up at him anxiously, her heart pounding loudly in her chest.

"You're right. But that doesn't mean I have to answer every single question you ask," she retorts harshly.

"Is that really what you want though? For me to stop asking questions?" he asks teasingly.

"No, obviously not! Just let...