[Whoa. If Sano was less of a man he would have taken a step back. But he doesn't. She's pissed. Honest, true-to-Merlin anger is reflecting in her blue eyes, that are usually so comforting and sparkling with playfulness. And if he's done something wrong, he can at least recieve her anger. Even if she ends up hexing him, while they're at it. He can deal with that.

He's not sure whether to feel hurt, sorry, or angry, but he wonders if he'll pry long nough, if she'll at least yell it into his face.]

It's not like you would notice I'm doing it.

[Not many people did, unless they knew what to look for. It's not that the act itself left any tracks. It also didn't give you the power to communicate, or tamper with the mind you were in. All you could do was just watch. Listen. Feel.

But it's not like he would really do it, not under that threat, so that argument is pointless and just unnecessarily egging her on. He has no idea why he even said it in the first place. With a sigh, he looks directly into her eyes, asking.]

What do you achieve by keeping it in? Even if it blows off, I already know. It will stay between us, if we don't solve it.

[And he doesn't want that kind of rift between them.]