*growls and paces*
Tringham is a self-centered, insufferable prig! He shows neither respect nor remorse! Cocky, arrogant, incorrigible flirt, treating my concerns as if they meant nothing! As if my fears weren't even moderately justified! As if he weren't guilty often enough of abusing his veela-gifts! *loses power of speech and spend some long moments simply growling with impotent fury*
Breathe, Nanaki, breathe. Remember what Grandfather said: It is easy to tolerate those who look different from us; we find similarities in personality and belief, and thus see them as the same as us. It's much harder to tolerate those who think differently from us, because they truly are different. But it is those differences, rather than simple variations in color, size, or shape, that make the world beautiful: a tapestry of souls rather than simply one of skins.
Hrmph. Grandfather put it better. I've always had a tendency towards internal verbosity. -_-;;