She watched him closely when he went into the kitchen, curious and amused that he so readily responded to the request. She wondered how long this stage would last. She couldn't see what he did with the glass, but when he brought it to her, he had poured a perfect amount. He gave it to her with a simple statement of, "Your wine." She smiled at him, nodding back to the kitchen.<br/><br/>"You are welcome to a glass if you would like..." she sipped from her glass as she watched him.<br/><br/>She pondered his reactions to her thus far. He had been the most resistant mortal she had ever sought  in her many years. And yet now, he was the quickly to give himself to her. She almost doubted his sincerity. The longer she thought about it, the more doubt clouded her mind.<br/><br/>Finally, she could stand it more longer. She had to know for sure. Choosing her words carefully, she asked, "Tell me, Thorn... what is it you desire of your time with me? I want to know honestly what you wish to do, and what you wish of me."