"Because you're both as stubborn-headed as mules!" Mary protested. "And you won't listen to a word I say. You think only of each others pride. You," she gestured to Bash, "avoid me because you think Francis is standing guard over me. And you," she looked to Francis, then, "Avoid me because you tell me I ran off with Bash, something I have no memory of."
Her arms crossed, Mary standing her ground at the door. "Let me be clear on this. I am not some prize waiting for the two of you to decide who shall keep me. I care for you both, and I don't want to see either of you hurt. Which, given how suddenly Lola disappeared, makes me concerned about both of you. So stop being such pompous asses!"