"Well, what am I supposed to do, then? It's kinda hard to not be mad when I propose to you and then you tell me something like that." Tristan whispered hurriedly. He listened to her for a moment, then sighed, and didn't reply. He didn't know what to say, really. One side of him was still angry and hurt, while the other side just wanted to get this encounter over with, forget about all of this, and just live happily with the woman who was now his fiance. He wasn't sure which one he wanted to side with, nor did he know which one would speak, and so he kept silent.