"Deirdre won't agree."

On the one hand, Brendan was afraid of his uncontrollable state.

On the other hand, he was concerned about what Deirdre would feel.

"She was already so furious that she left after only seeing us in the same room. How can she accept this..."

"Ms. McKinnon indeed hates me, but is that really more important than your health, Mr. Brighthall?" Emily tried to persuade him softly. "What's more, as long as you tell Ms. McKinnon clearly, I believe she will agree for your sake.