dashing off the slippery concrete into the rocky entrance

I knew something was wrong, not so much as wrong, but as different.

-Your actions reflect the haughtful ways you've-

-Not in this case, no-

-In some other actions maybe, but it wasn't towards you, you were just in the middle of the hassle-

-No, no, no, you're so very wrong-

...nothing more to be said than ok, let's try another way...