...How noble of you, not to sink to such lows. [Tongue and teeth like flint, words like sparks leaping off. Hatred is only to be felt by the weak, the damned, the wrong, while those who are good and right are above it? Fuck you.

He still doesn't take Frey's hand. He doesn't see any other way out, but..he doesn't want to cooperate. So he won't. He just glares silently for a moment, then:]

You'll do as you please regardless of what I choose...so stop wasting time.