[The insult - backwards, like a barbarian who knows not the ways of civilized men - churns within his heart and he nearly interrupts. But then she dampens the spark and continues with words more controlled, and so he listens with his frown deep and his brow like the bruised clouds which foretell a storm.]

I have passed enough time here to know well how strange seem my ways and the beliefs I hold as true in the eyes of others - so much so that for all this time still do I feel as a stranger in a strange land here among this crew. Yet for this I have tried to adjust as I learn ever more of races whose lives in turn seem strange to me. Have I not agreed to instruct you in wielding arms, as no man among the Achaean nations would so much as think to offer his daughter? Do I not speak to you now as would one man to another when deciding a matter in assembly, in which no women partake? For here such rules hold no sway, and so I am learning to set these aside.