So Jone has to resist every urge to hit him, to tear at him? She can feel herself seething under the strain; what little kindness she has runs thin. She is about to hiss some curse, claw into him, and-

And he is apologizing.

Still, she continues to push, attempting to twist away from him. "I know that. I know- let go of me, or there will be a fight, Gabranth, and you may win, but you will regret it."

They can solve this when he is not gripping her like- like some others she has known.