Nikys had never believed that clothes made the man, but the lack of them certainly did. - Lois McMaster Bujold

To this day she didn’t know if he taken her disgusted refusal to defend herself for a covert admission of guilt.

The princess-archdivine once quipped to me that our friends are what the gods give us to make up for our families.

Then he had accused her of sleeping with her women friends.
That had broken something in her at last, some will to desire his good opinion. How could you argue sense into someone who believed something not because it was true, but because he was an idiot? No amount of panicky protestation or indignant denial or futile attempt to prove a negative was likely to help, because the problem was not in the accused but in the accuser. She began then to believe he was living in a different universe, one with a different set of physical laws, perhaps, and an alternate history. And very different people from the ones she met of the same name. Smarmy doppelgangers all.