"Don't you fucking walk away from this!" you yell to his retreating back.
Wilson turns, surprised at your tone of voice. "What?"
"You're always trying to get me to talk about my 'feelings.' Well, now we are going to fucking talk about yours. Get back over here."
You expect him to run away, and are surprised when Wilson slowly returns and sits cautiously back next to you. Now what? Well, you did insist he talk about his feelings, so it would only be fair to listen to them. Damn it.
"House...what are you trying to pull?"
"One guess...it rhymes with 'rock.'"
"See? I can never tell if you're being serious or just trying to get a rise out of me." He glares at you, as if daring you to make a comment over his word choice.
You raise your hands in mock surrender. No way are you going to touch that.
"Why, House?"
"'Why' what?"
"Why did you try to kiss me?"
"You didn't seem disgusted by the idea five minutes ago."
"Because I didn't actually think you were going to!" His voice cracks.
Here you shrug because you can't really think of anything else to say, aside from proclaiming your undying love to him.
What do you do?
Proclaim away Remain silent (back)