He just didn't get it.  He was keeping her captive, holding her against her will, and telling her to do things she just wasn't going to do.<br/><br/>Arms crossed and a hip cocked.  She watched her spit track a line down his face toward his chin.  "If you want someone to lick your face, get a dog."<br/><br/>With that, Kat turned away from him and walked toward the door.