[What good is an apology if Vergilius is immediately going to take it back with a sharp retort? Lobelia hums, thumb rubbing along the pad of his middle finger in slow, indolent circles, weighing his options.]
Non, non! Try again. I would like a simple apology and nothing else, Monsieur Vergilius.
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Non, non! Try again. I would like a simple apology and nothing else, Monsieur Vergilius.