You really are hot and cold, cousin.

[ His hand sets on his hip, staring at him in confusion. ]

You can explain it however you like it to explain it to yourself. [ Nero lets his hand slide off his hip; he steps forward so that he can lower his voice to a whisper. ] But you just want to see some blood splatter 'cause you weren't able to kill Ambrose.

[ He leans back and he smiles; it's a welcoming smile that says he doesn't mind it. The only thing he minds is that he was given a runaround until they got to the heart of what Estinien wanted to do. ]

So, come on. Let's go and get it out of your system.