[They've never really fought before, which is a good thing. They're both intensely stubborn and both think they're the ones that are right. With her temper against his, any actual arguments have the potential to be explosive.

She isn't looking for a fight here.

Her hand does hold on tighter to his, not about to let him slip through her fingers so easily.]

I know exactly what I'm saying.

[And she knows that he's scared, but also knows enough to not call him on it. Not here, not when she can see that he's angry with her and that she has to attempt to diffuse the situation.

With her hand holding onto his, she leads him away from the bustle and off to the outskirts of the fairground. There's a large lake here, and it might be a peaceful or romantic setting if it weren't for the fact that whatever relationship they have might be about to crumble to the ground.]

Just because I've admitted something doesn't mean you have to reciprocate. Or do anything about it even if you feel the same way. I've kept you around this long. Nothing's gone wrong yet, has it?

[She takes the expectation that he'll say or feel something away from him, hoping it will put him at ease. He's angry and she's a little too heartfelt and emotional, but she's trying hard to guide them both toward a balance between the two.]