Carried away. Definitely not something Simon was often. But he had a headache, and you had many things to say, and it made him mad. So he yelled. And ‘bit your head off’. He screamed for hours, his snapping point. Price shut him up but insisted you two work it out.. You and Simon alone in the conference room. Silence until you spoke up. “Why do you hate me?” your voice quivered.

“I’m not a violent dog.” he gave an analogy. “I don’t know why I bite…” he muttered. Clearly remorseful.