The pressure just got to him. The constant reminder that he is monstrous. He lost it. As he was screaming he lost his temper. He towered over you and gripped your wrist so hard it bruised. As you screamed, he finally snapped out of it and let you go, and he sat back, realizing what he’d done, and began crying and apologizing. “Meine Liebe, es tut mir leid, es tut mir so leid.” He sobbed, and got up to leave