I gave you apologies when I wronged you! And gifts for Satinalia, and attempted to tend you in Ghislain and brought you wine when you lay recovering from being stabbed at your wedding! I listened to you and to all the things you had to say about a strange place that I hardly knew and all the strange people in it because you pretended like you knew it all so well.

And the first time I escaped the Venatori—since the subject is so very important to you today—and had no friends at all happiest to see me returned unharmed, you were who I asked for advice. Only for you to treat me like an idiot whenever I acted with the assumption that there was anything sincere between us. I was [she is so incandescently angry and is a different person now than she was then and it doesn't matter] alone and lonely and trying to be well-liked and clever and you refused my friendship!