[that is it. He fists his hand into Marco's shirt and yanks him close]

I.

don't.

want.

to.

touch.

her.

Get that through your think skull, you damn phoenix. I don't have any desire to do anything to her! And she's yours, goddamnit! I know that! I wouldn't take that! Why do you even seriously think--

No...

No forget it. I don't want to know!

I don't want to know what you think because, apparently, you think I'm just going to up and do things to your wife--

[he pushes him back]

Well fuck you and fuck her and fuck everyone in this goddamn place except Namur and I'm being goddamn metaphorical about it!