CRIMSON AND FUR
"Little girl, Daddy didn't teach you not to anger wolves."
"Are you angry now?" I asked quietly, frightened of what he was going to do next, and what my response would be.
Percy shook his head. "It depends."
"On what?"
"Huh huh! He waived a finger. You only have five questions, so choose wisely what you're going to ask next."
"Have I already used one of these questions by asking if you're angry?" I asked without thinking, before I realized. That also brought a cold smile to his lips.