I know you have a difficult personality. That isn't what I'm talking about. The night Hank and Logan were killed, when you permitted yourself to be around others, they were grateful for your presence. People look to you for reassurance when you let them, Margarita. Difficult personality notwithstanding. But anyway, I am glad you are making an effort to be more sociable with others. After physical therapy, I am going home.

I don't understand her reason why, not completely, but

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What if I told you everything you accused me of doing and being, flirting on the bulletin board, having unduly prurient interests, being a bad man, everything, is true. And I'm sure you know how men like that are: they look for weak spots in an otherwise discerning woman's armor and every so often get lucky. Now I am remorseful and do not want Court to be perceived or judged for what has happened. Would you accept that, and be kind to her?