I've got an Elastic Heart

Tempest gazed at him with piercing eyes, wanting to hate him for the cold greeting. But she couldn't, because he had every reason to be mad with her. "Look, Copper, you probably think I'm a bitch, and I won't blame you." Blunt, and to the point. "I was mad, angry, and I took it out on you. It wasn't your fault, you had nothing to do with it. So, I'm sorry for being an idiot."

Her gaze turned pleading for a brief second. She wanted, no needed for him to forgive her. But she quickly adopted her neutral face again, waiting for his answer.