Kire frowned, turning to him. “That—I was [i]joking[/i],” she put in, still frowning as he fumbled and tried to put the words together. [i]Couldn’t say no.[/i] “What?” She glared at him, mouth open. “Firstly. You can’t exactly say you have the sunniest disposition, and you do have a habit of making people cross at you. And [i]secondly[/i], what do you mean ‘can’t say no’?” Her voice rose then. “It wasn’t like I was forcing you into it! I thought—I just—I came to you thinking you might understand feeling alone the way I do, but if it was such an [i]imposition[/i] then my [i]apologies[/i].” She growled, crossing her arms and looking away, shaking her head.