Ethan lets out a sharp breath, stopping where he is standing. This has been going on for years, and he doesn't let anyone treat him like shit anymore least of all Damon. He swallows, biting back the unhelpful response that of course he can attack him every single time. He can't. The logic of it is that he cannot attack him every single time.

It had just been building up for too long, too long of having things used against him, too long of being called wolfboy and being reduced to the monster that he hates. Ever since the ship, it's been even worse, and he thinks it's part to do with the fact they're together but more to do with wherever the hell Damon was.

Either way, he realizes this isn't the smart move. Nothing about this is a smart move on a small ship. More than that, he knows Stefan is trying to make sense of things and speak sense to the both of them. His emotions are just-- They're hard to contain right now.

"You're right," Ethan says after a moment, jaw locking tightly with it as he takes a step back, swallowing it all down. His voice is low but it is sincere despite his anger. He did not want to let Damon get to him nor did he want to let-- nor did he want to nearly kill him. "I'm sorry for almost throwing your brother overboard."

No, he is not going to apologize to Damon for it nor will he apologize for the fight itself.