The more she pushes, the more he twitches and stammers. Pressure is not something he copes well with. Trying to figure out what the 'right' answer is begins to make his chest tighten and his stomach knot. "I-I don't know. No. I... I... It doesn't matter. It's not important. I didn't mean to make a face, I promise I'll stop."

"C-Can we go back to reading? Please?" It's a hopeful request. He likes reading. Reading is nice, calm.