I'm going to assume an apology is out of the question, so. Your next best option is to prove you're sorry. How? I don't know, I can't say I know your wife well.
[Isha glances at Drake now. He's a right mess, and she's not sure entirely what to do with that, or if she expected something like that from him. Granted, she's only known him for a short amount of time. Maybe this isn't so odd.]
I do know you're too bloody stubborn and tenacious to let it go, though. You're willing to destroy buildings to get to your treasure. Put that bullheaded brain of yours to use with your wife and start acting like a man and a husband, not this.
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[She sips thoughtfully, absently rubbing Q's head.]
I'm going to assume an apology is out of the question, so. Your next best option is to prove you're sorry. How? I don't know, I can't say I know your wife well.
[Isha glances at Drake now. He's a right mess, and she's not sure entirely what to do with that, or if she expected something like that from him. Granted, she's only known him for a short amount of time. Maybe this isn't so odd.]
I do know you're too bloody stubborn and tenacious to let it go, though. You're willing to destroy buildings to get to your treasure. Put that bullheaded brain of yours to use with your wife and start acting like a man and a husband, not this.