[ Dorothea laughs at his first comment, but it’s a soft, bitter laugh. ]

Trust me, that much is obvious. I care, though—I care about being treated with a little consideration.

[ His explanation draws her short, a bit, but she just exhales sharply. ]

So, what do you want, then? You won and I died—congratulations?

[ She knows she’s being difficult now, but goodness, he brings that out in her. ]