Pony sighed and kept his eyes closed as he drank slower the remains of the glass. "I know that. I know all of that. If love is fast or slow doesn't mean one should rush in. They should still love someone in one week and in a year whether or not they jump into each other's arms immediately. No one gets that." He sighed and folded his arms and hung his head. "It is like having a bird and trying to just let it out on a leash so it doesn't fly too far because you can see the hawks and foxes just on the horizon but the bird just keeps wanting to break free and fly right into it. It's hard and frustrating. Maybe it is just because me and her are such different people. No matter how much I loved a woman, I would never jump into bed with her until I was prepared to marry her. I'd care about her reputation too much and would never want to give her a hard time." he said with a shrug and frowned looking into his glass after he drained it.

"Though it doesn't matter. I stayed in that house after experiencing true Hell, just so I could get her out too. I should have ran out on my own, since she could take care of herself." He said, not being bitter at all, nope.