You were trying to be polite but he was making it practically impossible. You'd been set up in an arranged marriage in order to promote a peaceful relationship between your two clans. Though it consisted of you trying not to disturb him, and him either ignoring you completely or giving you the least amount of attention you could fathom. You'd been standing in the doorway to his room as he wrote a letter, he eventually sighed and looked at you. Begrudgingly asking: "Do you need something?"