"I'm sorry," I said. Regret. "I didn't mean to offend you."
"Don't show me humility unless you mean it," she said, still looking me over with narrow eyes. "Even when you make your face a mask, your eyes are like glittering windows."
"I am sorry," I said earnestly. Apology. "I'd hope to make a good first impression."
"Why?" she asked.
"I would rather you thought well of me."
"I would rather have reason to think well of you."

Conversation between Kvothe and Vashet in "The Wise Man's Fear" by Patrick Rothfuss
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