Stone Circle Why should I worry?

She was quiet for a moment - Pouting, Murdock thought smugly - but soon seemed to rally. He watched curiously as several emotions flickered across her face before she opened her mouth. He was sure he was about to get what he wanted, but then - but then he was half-deaf, staring at Steph in shock. He hadn't known such a tiny girl could make such a big noise.

"You little shit," he said with an incredulous laugh. "Stop that - it's Mur. You don't get the mouse until you say it. And I won't teach you the game we were gonna play, or anything else, either. Ever."

If this argument didn't work, the male would most likely give up and play with her anyway. He hadn't caught the mouse to have her pout or yell at him, and at the end of the day, it wasn't really worth the effort to teach her to say his name correctly. What did it matter what she called him? What did it matter if she won this little battle?