'I'll I put that manuscript-book back in your bag and finish Misery's Child. I may go back to the other one later, when I'm done.'
'Don't do that if it makes you mad,' he said. He tried to smile. 'I'd rather not have you mad. I sort of depend on you, you know.'
She did not return his smile 'Yes,' she said. 'You do. You do, don't you, Paul?'
The latest in a string of very creepy comments. This is so messed up.