He's not sure if Negan is even cognizant of what he'd done or if he was only sorry that he got caught out and other unwilling and unwitting people had to witness it. The showmanship and the senselessness of it all was unforgivable. The justifications even more so.

"I invited you into the house. Into my--" Other places he doesn't feel comfortable talking about even though he's fairly certain only the two of them are here if the way he takes in a breath and his shoulders tense up and rise are anything to go by.

"You have not been sincere since the day we met. But you don't owe me anything," he finally manages to growl out. He doesn't want apologies, or piss poor excuses, or bizarre twisted justifications, or meaningless platitudes. If anything they are making the hole Negan is digging for himself even bigger. "And I most certainly owe you nothing either."