Harrowheart nods when she says his brother's name, then nods again when she professes her intentions. "I understand," he says quietly. "You wanted things to go right, so you followed the rules. And I shoulda known that's just what Isidor does, and there ain't nothin' wrong with that. But for a while I thought..."
His lips shift side to side as he weighs his options on how to explain this. Eventually he knows, and with a serious demeanor he explains, "What I thought when I heard that you called me by that name was... That... I wasn't good enough as the person I am. That maybe you woulda preferred I was someone I used to be, or that was the 'normal' me that's safe to talk about in public. I started to regret bein' who I am – the way I am. It don't make any sense now when I'm tryin' to explain it, but when I heard you called me by that name I... Resented tellin' you that thing I told you when we were in Stormwind. Because I thought that you of all people would know why I'm not that person anymore."
He forces a little smile and jostles her gently to assure her that those feelings are gone. "Lawrence doesn't know what you know. Nobody in the family knows what you know, except Anna. But I think he knew that what I was feelin' wasn't right. He didn't want me to hate you for the wrong reasons. And... Talkin' with him made me realize that I made a mistake, too? I thought the worst of what you did, when I shoulda given you the benefit of the doubt. I shoulda known you wouldn't want to... I-I don't know. You wouldn't want to hurt me, because we're friends. You wouldn't mock me or hope I was somethin' that I'm not. And so I wanna make an apology, too."
He leans away just slightly so that he can get a good look at Isidor's face. The smile that he forced before becomes more genuine, though no larger than the slightest turn of his lips. "I'm sorry for not believin' in you when I shoulda. And from now on when things don't seem right, I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt. I'll put my trust in you, 'cause you deserve it."
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His lips shift side to side as he weighs his options on how to explain this. Eventually he knows, and with a serious demeanor he explains, "What I thought when I heard that you called me by that name was... That... I wasn't good enough as the person I am. That maybe you woulda preferred I was someone I used to be, or that was the 'normal' me that's safe to talk about in public. I started to regret bein' who I am – the way I am. It don't make any sense now when I'm tryin' to explain it, but when I heard you called me by that name I... Resented tellin' you that thing I told you when we were in Stormwind. Because I thought that you of all people would know why I'm not that person anymore."
He forces a little smile and jostles her gently to assure her that those feelings are gone. "Lawrence doesn't know what you know. Nobody in the family knows what you know, except Anna. But I think he knew that what I was feelin' wasn't right. He didn't want me to hate you for the wrong reasons. And... Talkin' with him made me realize that I made a mistake, too? I thought the worst of what you did, when I shoulda given you the benefit of the doubt. I shoulda known you wouldn't want to... I-I don't know. You wouldn't want to hurt me, because we're friends. You wouldn't mock me or hope I was somethin' that I'm not. And so I wanna make an apology, too."
He leans away just slightly so that he can get a good look at Isidor's face. The smile that he forced before becomes more genuine, though no larger than the slightest turn of his lips. "I'm sorry for not believin' in you when I shoulda. And from now on when things don't seem right, I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt. I'll put my trust in you, 'cause you deserve it."