[There's really not much she can do about it now, but still there's a moment's pause as Rosalind struggles to think of a way out. She hates losing, even if it's inevitable. Especially then.]
What would you do if I said no?
[It's not an argument. Just a wry statement as she stares fearlessly up his sword at him.]
no subject
What would you do if I said no?
[It's not an argument. Just a wry statement as she stares fearlessly up his sword at him.]