"You know I can't teach you properly if you won't talk to me." He sighed behind her, and she felt the mattress dip when he sat beside her. Silence stretched between them, and she waited for him to be the first one to speak. He was the one choosing to keep this from her, and she wouldn't force it on him. She knew how much his choice in things was important to him and she always did her best to make sure he always had a choice. He would always have a choice with her.