Had she just made it worse while trying to make it better? Any attraction in the romantic sense that she'd had toward Pony before was starting to shake and she could feel her blood heating up in frustration with the man. "How do you know what they were doing? What if this whole time, they have been proper?" She pushed her tea away. She still wasn't yelling. "And what about what you and I did? That wasn't at all proper even if you stopped, you still touched me." And you aren't going to touch me again if you keep it up, she thought.