"All right, Granger, you've got me there," I sneer at her, also taking a step forward so we're mere inches apart and she has to tilt her head back to look at me. "But you can hardly blame me for following my survival instinct. I didn't want to take the risk of you cursing me on the spot or giving me one of your famous throat cuts just because I can't control myself. And control is so important to you after all, isn't it?"