"No. But she's had a lot to deal with..." Iestyn took his phone back. His face was doing a lot of the work of expressing his emotions right now. "I mean, I get why she went off. But it still hurts. And I still worry about her." He pouted a bit, turning the screen off.
"We've kind of always been like this. We've always been close, but then one of us- usually her- will blow up. She'll probably apologise tomorrow. ...she's still being horrible, though."