So it seemed she couldn't command him at all. That was good to know. Tannow let out a clearly exaggerated sigh. "Ah well, if you're not ready for it I won't push you, Number." He smiled at her. "I do wonder, though... If your goal is to make me happy, how do you plan on doing so?" Something about this was still just so hard to accept. No one wanted Tannow to be happy... Right?<br/><br/>"I mean, is there a goal I should know about? A plan?" He leaned in close, whispering to her in a teasing way. "A secret conspiracy of your own design?"