"Beautiful", you say-- yet wrapped in armor and illusion, not a soul saw my face. Only a man's. [That many had come to fear as inhuman, a monster that did not bleed they called her. She's insulted to be dismissed when he has no idea either] My name, womanhood and any identity I had were cast away so I could become someone else entirely.
But all of it was for something greater than myself. You do not hide for the sake of others, only to spare your own feelings, so you cannot expect me to simply accept it.
[So until he can accept himself, she'll never be able to let it go]