( He is, briefly, overwhelmed by far too many questions, far too many wants. She is desperate — he can feel it — and despair and urgency resonate as threats to him, forcing him to abandon his stick, dropped cleanly in the puddle.

He takes a step back. )

I've told you enough. You're so greedy and - and stupid and... I'm... I told you enough. He's going to find out. So... shut up. And just take what you were told. It's more than you had.

( And she's being, by the sound of his far too sulking, young voice - ungrateful. )