Armas rolled his eyes dramatically. "I know you aren't stupid, I never implied that you were. I assumed you had a poor education, darling." He explained, opening his eyes to come face to face with her. Her beautiful brown eyes captivated him and suddenly he felt that warmth tingling in him again.<br/><br/>" I'm not trying to fight with you. I'm only reminding you of what you don't have." He took her, truthfully. Armas followed her quietly, kneeling behind her slowly. His eyes fell on her delicate hands that braided the flowers, but he wanted to hold them. Slowly reachingover her shoulders, he cupped his large hands behind her hands and tried to get her to stop. "I don't understand why you insist of being so combative. It only amuses me and my nature." He whispered in her ear. His breath was cool and yet somehow he sounded gentler, soothing even.<br/><br/>"I brought you all of your precious items from home, I haven't touched you further than you've allowed and I've only been truthful. Yet you still deny me. Why? Is it because I am a demon that you do not want me?" He asked simply, taking the flowers from her fingers only to drop them and entwine their fingers. "<span style="font-style: italic">Anna.</span>"