A long silence follows that, broken only by a resigned, unsteady exhale.
“Overzealous,” she observes, at length, “is I think the word you were looking for. To go with my overreaction. I'll have someone replace the chair, but you'll have to pardon me for not being interested in being further resented for his being forced to apologise to me. I'll pass.”
The possibility it might actually be remotely sincere for any reason other than pleasing Galadriel doesn't enter her head for an instant. It'll be a stupid bit of play-acting at her expense, for someone else's benefit, so everyone can pat themselves on the back and say aren't we fucking civilized, isn't everything all right now.
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“Overzealous,” she observes, at length, “is I think the word you were looking for. To go with my overreaction. I'll have someone replace the chair, but you'll have to pardon me for not being interested in being further resented for his being forced to apologise to me. I'll pass.”
The possibility it might actually be remotely sincere for any reason other than pleasing Galadriel doesn't enter her head for an instant. It'll be a stupid bit of play-acting at her expense, for someone else's benefit, so everyone can pat themselves on the back and say aren't we fucking civilized, isn't everything all right now.
He can fuck off.