I had seen Wintergreen enter, and it was another bolt of fury that he had left only to return after he had already broken Slade. I do not move yet, waiting to see if he will make it necessary to injure him now, or whether I will wait.

The near-apology is enough to make me bite my anger back again, shift in Slade's lap so that Wintergreen can touch Slade more easily. Apologize.