[Ianthe finally let a small bit of tension out of her body, and she let her hand down to rest on Alina's shoulder. No grabbing, just there. She also stopped yelling.]

You can ask. In case you weren't sure. I don't want you to do something you don't want to do, but if I don't know... Alina, I'm sorry.

I thought it was inexperience. I've had to explain so much lately that I made a shitty assumption. Sometimes I'm pretty sure you enjoy something but you don't seem to like that you do. What do you want me to do in that situation?