"I am not prone to forgiveness," she says. Then, with a little sigh, "Yes. Yes, I was angry then, and I am angry now. You would sooner save your own skin than hold to some more noble cause. That is grievance enough."
She looks down at her hands, worn with work, and frowns. "Yet what you did was no more or less than most men would have done. I knew that even then. I was..." A deep breath. "I was frightened. And frustrated, and angry. You were not the cause of it, and I ought not to hold it against you." Which is the closest you're going to get to an apology, Jack, and even that clearly cost her a lot of effort. Apologies, like feelings, are not Éowyn of Rohan's forte.
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Date: 2016-02-08 06:22 pm (UTC)She looks down at her hands, worn with work, and frowns. "Yet what you did was no more or less than most men would have done. I knew that even then. I was..." A deep breath. "I was frightened. And frustrated, and angry. You were not the cause of it, and I ought not to hold it against you." Which is the closest you're going to get to an apology, Jack, and even that clearly cost her a lot of effort. Apologies, like feelings, are not Éowyn of Rohan's forte.