I am not leaving. (He is quiet and still in his resolve; the chaotic, fiery anger he had shown her before has fled, leaving only ashes in its wake. His treatment of her is one of a long list of grievances and he cannot leave her, knowing she is upset; that she hurts.)
Before you stands a fool, cousin; a fool for love, for duty, for pride. My temper is abominable - there is no excuse for it - but I tell you plainly that the words I spoke on that day are not how I perceive you.
(He bows his head, posture nothing but contrite.)
Hate me as you wish, but I would not question you if I were in my right mind.
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Date: 2018-03-18 08:05 am (UTC)Before you stands a fool, cousin; a fool for love, for duty, for pride. My temper is abominable - there is no excuse for it - but I tell you plainly that the words I spoke on that day are not how I perceive you.
(He bows his head, posture nothing but contrite.)
Hate me as you wish, but I would not question you if I were in my right mind.