[Having finished wrapping the wound and tying off the bandages, Achilles now pushes the stranger's arm away with little of the gentleness that a man of medicine might exact. For all his talk of soon becoming a man, he lacks the restraint to refrain from such childish and petty indulgences as lashing his frustrations upon another.]
If always your tongue is so rude, than I should not be surprised if your father once chose to give you away for another man to take, that he might have peace again in his house.
[This insult crackles from his tongue as if sparked by his indignation. He forgets that he ought not address a stranger in so rude a manner, for however unkind this man has been he is his elder still. Then just as now he cares more for his pride than for manners.]
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If always your tongue is so rude, than I should not be surprised if your father once chose to give you away for another man to take, that he might have peace again in his house.
[This insult crackles from his tongue as if sparked by his indignation. He forgets that he ought not address a stranger in so rude a manner, for however unkind this man has been he is his elder still. Then just as now he cares more for his pride than for manners.]