She grit her teeth and crossed her arms. Tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for him to do what she wanted him to. It was obvious, he would not. "And what makes you think, that I am not unlike them?" She said narrowing her eyes on him. As he went on though, she turned around and plugged her ears with her fingers. She could still here him. She groaned and marched onward. She was used to attention, but not this kind. It was an affectionate type, but it she didn't believe it to be real. Seeing as how no one else had ever shown her such a thing. She was starting to figure he was just sent by someone to mock her.<br/><br/>This leading to her thinking of her father. If her father had sent him, she definitely was<em>not</em>about to fall for his tricks. "Is there nothing I can do, to have you let me be?" She asked turning on her heal to make an abrupt stop.