Why would someone I hunted for centuries, whose life I ruined, want to be my betrothed? Why would someone whose life I'd destroyed, simply because he inhabited my body next, want to stay with me?

Why would someone who I'd hurt over and over again, never learning, want to share in my miseries? [He looks down, and away, holding one hand to his temple.] So you see. It was a lie; to you; to them, to myself, for a happiness I had never sowed. Kaine was right. [Mumbling.] I did not think I would hallucinate you this angry.