Somehow, this woman, in all her fury and despite how oblivious she was... Somehow she pushed his buttons like no one he'd encountered before. Asura stopped mid-step to spin and face her again. Pain burned in his eyes brighter than the disappointment that lingered there before. "<b>Turn...</b>" He shook his head. She was going to get more information out of him than he ever wanted her to know, if he wasn't careful.<i>I don't turn my back...</i>He thought bitterly. Yet she called him out on it, and he knew it. "<b>I'm not a coward.</b>" The statement came out in an utterly pittiful voice, one he would probably never get out of his own head from that point forward.<br/><br/>In a few steady strides, he was beside her again, and now closer than before, he towered over her. His face tried to remain a mask, but his body was tense and his eyes wavered. Any attempt at intimidation was lost in the fact his own confidence was wavering much thanks to her. Was he a coward? Did he really run away from everything? "<b>I don't think I've met anyone so... Infuriating</b>." He growled, before sighing and forcing his own body to relax. "<b>You want to be stubborn? Here's my compromise; five questions, five answers. I walk you home <i>first.</i> If you're not satisfied with the answers I give you, by all means, look elsewhere for them. I'm against using force to stop you.</b>"<br/><br/>Was he? Yes, he was strongly against it, considering one of his biggest fears involved hurting someone he never meant to. It was that temper of his, which only grew worse with each event that transpired. While he thought about this, he realized he needed her to cooperate more than he needed to keep most secrets. A sacrifice was necessary, even if it was sacrificing his pride and privacy.<i>What I want to know is how she remembers me. She should have forgotten everything that transpired, yet here she is... It makes no sense.<br/>
</i><br/>Returning from his contemplation, he held his uninjured hand out to her, the other kept safely at his side. "<b>Well? You've already gotten a name, and you know my intent, at least to an extent. Will you take my offer or not?</b>" A painful twist in his gut threatened that she was going refuse his offer. From the determination shown across her face, it was apparent she wouldn't stop until she had every answer she sought, and then some. He wasn't sure how to deal with someone like that. He'd never seen anyone so driven.<b>"Please...."</b>