“I can make a very compelling argument. But I don’t want to have to do that.”
“I feel I should be worried, but it’s too much like work. But you see, I was right after all. If you can’t use your power you’re not actually that good at manipulating people, are you?”
“I’m not trying to manipulate you.” He smirked and crossed his arms.
“Clearly.” Summer sat forward. “What do you mean, you don’t /want/ to have to do that?”