[ The chair rolls smoothly across the sterile, shiny floor and to his credit he releases her hand the second she shows she doesn't want it there. ]

I was actually referring towards your propensity toward unwarranted violence directed at my person.

[ And he actually was, hence the gentle touch to his bruised eye. She had been talking about hurting him at the time.

He doesn't show the tiniest bit of satisfaction that that's where her mind goes first though. Not when he has mild indignity to show, arms crossed and a mild glare. ]

Which as you can see, was not entirely groundless.

[ He could let that hang, but no, he's going to push ahead a bit further. ]

Stop demanding my respect whilst according me none!