[ He makes a frustrated sound, throwing up his hands. Spins away to pace a few steps and then paces right back. Takes a few deep breaths while pinching the bridge of his nose. ]

I-- I apologise for snapping at you, alright? I have never been good at holding my tongue. Particularly under stress. I know I have a low opinion of mortals even on the best of days but I still always tried to at least give them a chance to explain themselves.

So, believe me when I am telling you that I wish to hear your explanation.

[ His gaze avoids hers. He appears tense but trying very hard to tamp down his own irritation for her sake. ]