"No," you say "I'm not going to take that for an answer."
Ting's face twists into a pout. "If I tell you, you'll go..."
"So it's so horrible that if I knew I would wish to leave? Then maybe you'd better let me know right now!"
Ting moves towards you. "Just hold me, first, please?" she murmers as she gazes up into your eyes, looking vulnerable and sad.