[ His smile does little for his words and the tone in which he speaks them are heard, breaking the veil of comfort. Years of always keeping her feelings to herself and her allies at arm's length leave her to struggle with her words. Often, she just kept to them to herself, but tonight's different. ]

Do not pretend otherwise, Diarmuid. You think me ignorant enough to neglect your emotions? I have sinned against you and I am ordering you to tell me what I have done so that I may began to punish myself for my behavior.