It wasn't satire. But it is clear to me: there won't be any understanding between us.
[His voice drops an octave. Sonya has provoked and provoked him, and he's tired of it. Tired of this whole situation.]
Leave me be. And don't threaten me, Ms. Karimov. There is no threat that you can issue, now or in the future, that I would ever consider seriously. You are nothing to me. You are sound and fury, signifying nothing; you are bombastic, vulgar, and shrill. You are a child.
[He laughs bitterly.]
My reputation. As if a death knight has any control over such a thing in the first place. Your own precious priest tried to kill me when I first arrived here, without a shred of provocation on my part, simply because of what I am. I expect it from people. I don't give half a damn about reputation, Ms. Karimov.
I say again: leave me be. And leave your pathetic threats in the bargain.
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[His voice drops an octave. Sonya has provoked and provoked him, and he's tired of it. Tired of this whole situation.]
Leave me be. And don't threaten me, Ms. Karimov. There is no threat that you can issue, now or in the future, that I would ever consider seriously. You are nothing to me. You are sound and fury, signifying nothing; you are bombastic, vulgar, and shrill. You are a child.
[He laughs bitterly.]
My reputation. As if a death knight has any control over such a thing in the first place. Your own precious priest tried to kill me when I first arrived here, without a shred of provocation on my part, simply because of what I am. I expect it from people. I don't give half a damn about reputation, Ms. Karimov.
I say again: leave me be. And leave your pathetic threats in the bargain.