I believe you. [He breathes a laugh.] I trust you. And I love you, so much. I think-- Look, we don't need to talk about what we fought about. But we do need to talk about why it happened. I already told you part of it, the way it felt like you were just... ignoring me, not disagreeing with me. Discounting my thoughts entirely instead of thinking I was wrong. I... don't like being ignored. I overreacted to it, to that part of it, because it was so... It...
[Neal sighs and goes to his wine rack to select a bottle from their last port.] It felt too much like something that would happen at home. It felt like...
[This is clearly the first time he's tried to take the emotion apart. The first time he's thought back and even noticed it was there.] It felt like all the times I tried to tell the truth and Peter didn't believe me, like the times I've... I've told people, straight out, that I don't want to be a con man or a thief or a liar any more and they ignore me because that's the person they need.
[None of that is exactly it, but he's talking himself to the center of it.]
...It felt like I was getting written off because I couldn't be useful. Like you were going to ignore my disagreements until I gave up on trying to get you to hear me, so I'd just accept what you said. I get that it wasn't that, I understand now that it was you not responding to something you didn't see the point in rehashing disagreement over. But in the moment it felt like you didn't care. And I'd never felt like you didn't care before.
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[Neal sighs and goes to his wine rack to select a bottle from their last port.] It felt too much like something that would happen at home. It felt like...
[This is clearly the first time he's tried to take the emotion apart. The first time he's thought back and even noticed it was there.] It felt like all the times I tried to tell the truth and Peter didn't believe me, like the times I've... I've told people, straight out, that I don't want to be a con man or a thief or a liar any more and they ignore me because that's the person they need.
[None of that is exactly it, but he's talking himself to the center of it.]
...It felt like I was getting written off because I couldn't be useful. Like you were going to ignore my disagreements until I gave up on trying to get you to hear me, so I'd just accept what you said. I get that it wasn't that, I understand now that it was you not responding to something you didn't see the point in rehashing disagreement over. But in the moment it felt like you didn't care. And I'd never felt like you didn't care before.