Rein had never been like this before. Your problems have always been solved calmly, by talking, without shouting. He didn't like it. He didn't want to scare you or hurt you.

Today was different.

Your quarrel was calm at first, you tried to figure it out, weighed each other's opinions, listened, tried to find a compromise, but without even noticing it, you touched his sore spot. He got angry in a way he's never been angry in your relationship. You were scared to look into his furious brown eyes, it was scary to hear his rough, loud commanding voice as he screams at you, accusing you, mixing German with English.

“How long does it take for this to sink into your stupid head, huh?! You can't understand elementary things, verdammte scheiße!" he shouted, coming closer to you. You could have sworn that the walls in your house were shaking from his yelling, "eine nutzlose kreatur."

He came up close to you, his breathing was knocked out, through his mouth, he was trembling all over.

"Don't you dare say anything or I'll smash your fucking head against the wall, schieße."

You need to find a way to calm him down.