Holsten really didn’t know what else to say at the point. She was still clearly angry or upset with him but he wasn’t about to crawl on his knees and beg for forgiveness. He did cherish their friendship, even beyond the physical aspects. But he was going to stand by the fact that he had never truly lied to her. Any questions that had even been asked had been answered truthfully.
“Look, Jo,” he started to say, exhausted by it all, “I don’t know what else you want me to say. I still considered us friends. The fact of my station doesn’t change that.” It didn’t in his mind at the very least. But apparently it did bother her.
“And I thought I knew you well enough to at least say goodbye,” he added. He got why she’d left. He’d have done the same thing if it had been one of his brothers but he would have let her know that he was going. It might have just been a quickly scrawled note but he’d have done it regardless.
“Look, Jo,” he started to say, exhausted by it all, “I don’t know what else you want me to say. I still considered us friends. The fact of my station doesn’t change that.” It didn’t in his mind at the very least. But apparently it did bother her.
“And I thought I knew you well enough to at least say goodbye,” he added. He got why she’d left. He’d have done the same thing if it had been one of his brothers but he would have let her know that he was going. It might have just been a quickly scrawled note but he’d have done it regardless.