But there's enough of a guideline in there--telling him what her words weren't--that he returns the favour and takes a few extra seconds to try and order his own words to please her, rather than... offend.]
I. Don't understand.
[He knows that isn't the right answer. But he doesn't know what the right answer is.
You didn't tell him what to strive for--just that what he's striving for is impossible, and that these are not orders to stop. So then what?
May as well learn what he can...? What is that supposed to mean?
But he's afraid that not knowing will make her revoke her willingness to use him.
no subject
But there's enough of a guideline in there--telling him what her words weren't--that he returns the favour and takes a few extra seconds to try and order his own words to please her, rather than... offend.]
I. Don't understand.
[He knows that isn't the right answer. But he doesn't know what the right answer is.
You didn't tell him what to strive for--just that what he's striving for is impossible, and that these are not orders to stop. So then what?
May as well learn what he can...? What is that supposed to mean?
But he's afraid that not knowing will make her revoke her willingness to use him.
He puts on a smile.]
But I'm sure I will.