Rat takes in a deep breath, seeming to shift into another person, wilting and feminine in a way that's natural, not farcical.

"Ay me! O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I’ll no longer be a Capulet." His voice is soft, heavy with the ache of love and conflicted emotion.

"'Tis but thy name that is my enemy."