[With a couple of quick steps, Ari Tayrey is in front of Rose. The smile is gone now.]
You don't care if you're rude? I wasn't lying. I was being polite. As polite as I can be when I'm approached by someone who wants to give unsolicited criticism on my dress and my actions, and won't let it go. What did you expect, that I'd say yes ma'am, I'll change everything about myself that you object to, in accordance with your wishes?
The locals are sulking over the Skeksis. [She had taken Rose's advice and toned down her approach to that after their last conversation, not that it seems to matter now.] They don't care how I look. They don't have a military organisation here, it means nothing to them. The patrol? The ones whose lives I saved before you even got here are grateful for it, and I and the rest of the militia do it out of goodwill. No pay. If you want to take a different approach, you're very welcome to do so yourself.
And you have no idea what I... there was a time I lost everything. My captor took everything from me. Except this uniform. It was all I had to remind me who I was and what I stood for, in the face of terrible adversity. It means nothing to anyone else here. It means enough to me that the weather is utterly unimportant by comparison.
[She turns away, not wanting Rose to see the tears that threaten to spill from her eyes. Weak, Tayrey. Damaged. This woman's opinion shouldn't mean anything to her.]
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You don't care if you're rude? I wasn't lying. I was being polite. As polite as I can be when I'm approached by someone who wants to give unsolicited criticism on my dress and my actions, and won't let it go. What did you expect, that I'd say yes ma'am, I'll change everything about myself that you object to, in accordance with your wishes?
The locals are sulking over the Skeksis. [She had taken Rose's advice and toned down her approach to that after their last conversation, not that it seems to matter now.] They don't care how I look. They don't have a military organisation here, it means nothing to them. The patrol? The ones whose lives I saved before you even got here are grateful for it, and I and the rest of the militia do it out of goodwill. No pay. If you want to take a different approach, you're very welcome to do so yourself.
And you have no idea what I... there was a time I lost everything. My captor took everything from me. Except this uniform. It was all I had to remind me who I was and what I stood for, in the face of terrible adversity. It means nothing to anyone else here. It means enough to me that the weather is utterly unimportant by comparison.
[She turns away, not wanting Rose to see the tears that threaten to spill from her eyes. Weak, Tayrey. Damaged. This woman's opinion shouldn't mean anything to her.]