[He tries to shove that feeling down, ignore it. So what if Maya had been nice to him! Now she’ll just know better. Now it’ll just be like with everyone else. That’s fine. He’s used to it.
Really, “what’s wrong with you?” Feels like it must be a rhetorical question. She should know there’s plenty wrong with him. Really, he doesn’t know why she’s so surprised. He thinks about when he grabbed her hand. How she’d let him even though she was so clearly afraid, just because it was what he needed-
It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t. He was born to be scorned, not cared for. Just give Maya an answer so she can leave.]
He made me mad. [A simple, frivolous answer. Surely that will just make Maya angrier.]
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Really, “what’s wrong with you?” Feels like it must be a rhetorical question. She should know there’s plenty wrong with him. Really, he doesn’t know why she’s so surprised. He thinks about when he grabbed her hand. How she’d let him even though she was so clearly afraid, just because it was what he needed-
It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t. He was born to be scorned, not cared for. Just give Maya an answer so she can leave.]
He made me mad.
[A simple, frivolous answer. Surely that will just make Maya angrier.]