"You, hiding in here. WHat- I just can't...I can't even..." Tristan pulled at his hair almost hard enough to yank it out. "You didn't think you ought to tell me? You thought you should just hide away in here? All...magicless and sick and you didn't even think to fucking tell me? You would rather be in here with her? What did I ever do to you? I would do anything anything for you and this...this is all I get?" He stopped to breathe, gasping in a deep breath. "Do you hate me that much?"