[ Relenting his anger, Noatak turned from his brother after a long and thoughtful gaze. There really no words and he nothing more to say once Tarrlok decided to let off a delicate subject.

He sees to the blood that still dirtied his hands at a sink at the other side of the small office. Back facing his brother once more his voice becomes quiet and distant. ]

I've spent a number of years dogging you at every turn. Should you wish we not see each other for a while longer I will understand and do so.