[Ha. Smooth and soft? Yeah, like a weapon needs that. Her eyebrows lower, and she gives her best withering stare.]

Let's cut the shit. What do you actually want? If that oil's that valuable as you're making it sound, no way you're giving it as a 'gift'. You want something in return.

You're calling me a 'gift', but you mean a 'tool', don't you? So try being honest for a bit.

[She's getting frustrated. Angry. She tries to keep her anger bottled up, but she hates, more than anything else, being lied to. Being deceived. Even if it's not a 'lie', per se, she can tell Gorgo isn't being entirely honest. And that's raising her hackles.]