"Stop it! Do you believe I'll actually hit you?"
Sienna Johnson watched Adrian Desmond raise his fist and froze for a moment. Then, tears began to surge from her eyes, like a dam bursting.
The man's raised fist didn't land on her, but Sienna's fist struck Adrian squarely.
If what happened before could be called playful bickering, this was now a real fight.
"You hit me? Adrian, you've really got some nerve! You'd hit a woman now!"
"..."
"...Oh, I forgot, Sixth Master hits women too. It's not surprising that you'd hit me."
Sienna's condemning and disappointed tone wounded Adrian, and his face darkened. "When did I ever hit you?"
"Go on, hit me! Beat me to death then! It's not like you care if I live or die anyway."
Sienna continued to hit Adrian. He talked tough, but it was only to try and scare her. He pushed her inside, into the greenhouse, so his men wouldn't see his sorry state.
