Grayson was noticeably an observant person which meant he caught on your avoidance quickly. Not only that, he noted that you were playing the quiet game with him. The damn silent treatment. It was possibly meant for his reflection, time-out, sit in the corner and rethink his actions. He didn't do that. He took things into his own hands when he wanted something.

He could move mountains with the flick of his wrist, change things with a single raise of his brow. This couldn't be hard, right?

Up on his luck, he found you, alone for the first time in three damn days. Grayson could take his chances with this one.

"You're giving me the silent treatment." Grayson bluntly stated. His hands itched to touch you, but he wouldn't without any confirmation from you. "I'm not sure you know the things I want to do to you right now.. but, I need you to talk to me first."