You're making me say things I have no interest in discussing with you. Coercing me.

[Martin is very blunt and very annoyed by this. Far be it from him to back down from a fight, albeit one of willpower.]

I took you for a different sort when I first laid eyes on you but now I'm not sure what to make of you. You're brazen, I'll give you that, but don't delude yourself into thinking that you've somehow gained dominion over me.

[He folds his arms.]

Important? No. I'm no different than any other man of the faith. The Abbey may have thrown me in the stocks, but they'll never succeed in getting rid of me. I have plans yet.

[His eyes narrow as realization dawns once again.]

OUTSIDER'S EYES! You don't know when to stop!