I have a choice. [She's rankled by the suggestion that she's angry with him to protect her dignity, and besides, she doesn't like to be thought of as a woman whose decisions are not her own.] And I made it when I put my name to this contest, as I make it now.

[She moves fast, one leg going to loop around his and hobble him, a hand grabbing his hair to pull him down to her eye level. Her anger - not all of it at him, it must be said - all but burns off her.]

But I will not have you think I stand against you because I am ashamed, nor that it is because of what we are here to do. I stand against you, Kaphlar Kinra, because you are mannerless filth, and I will not pretend otherwise now.