"We did," says Shen Qingqiu, calmly and without apology. He has no idea how much, if at all, Galahad and Binghe have interacted, but he hasn't backed down from defending his honor yet and he's certainly not going to start now. "It was an apology. I--" he cringes at the memory of telling Sagramore the whole of it, put my sword through his chest-- "I hurt him. Badly."