"You want something more?" He expression remains sly, and knowing. Reading things that aren't clearly there. Seeing between the lines and spoken words.

"Shall I say 'I am not some sort of play thing you can pick up whenever you're bored' instead?" She certainly isn't thinking that. While she is no play thing, she certainly isn't bothered by his visit. This is as much of a welcome distraction to her as it is to him.