It is an entirely reasonable request, said in a way not meant to offend. Yet, for a moment, Milady de Winter feels a surge of displeasure at being denied - however mildly and perhaps temporarily - as she is.

To her credit, though, she bites it back, nodding. It is, after all, only fair.

"Yes, all right," she murmurs, lifting her gaze to Athos's eyes, which, even in this form, call to her.