you don’t sound sorry.” “I was—am—but I wouldn’t have stabbed you if you hadn’t grabbed me.” “Are you seriously blaming me?” Disbelief rang in his tone. “You grabbed me,” I repeated. “Without warning—” “Perhaps you should look before stabbing?” the god argued. “Or has that never occurred to you?” “Has it ever occurred to you to announce your presence so you don’t get stabbed?” I shot back.
