You could but you won't.

( and he does trust that. that she won't try and manipulate him in that way. it's a threat but it's not one that she'll follow through on. she's using it as shield to make him back off and it might have worked if he didn't know her better than that. she has her ways of reading him and he has his ways.

he swallows, wondering if he should back off this. is it really worth it to press something that might not even happen? he doesn't know his own future. the last thing he remembers is the midland circle falling down around him because he'd just given up.

he might go back to new york and just be dead. wouldn't that be a surprise? he's quiet for a few seconds, still. he doesn't know what he wants to do here, how he wants to take this. because he could argue and risk upsetting her, sending her away. or he could relent and just let it go and give her the impression that he really hadn't meant anything.

nothing says attractive. )

No one knows if they have a future, Wanda. Not when you do the things we do. There's no guarantee of that. I'm not asking you to change anything. All I'm asking for is —

( what? he doesn't know. )

All I'm asking for is a day in New York. That's it.