Shit. Shit, she wants to comfort--something, because if she's right about what he meant, they were...No wonder Kankri didn't seem to care much for her. Wrong person. Wrong quadrant. No quadrant at all she expected.

But hate runs deep and she can't stop herself from feeling it. It's instant and horrible and all encompassing. She wishes it were softer, more romantic--if only to possibly understand this boy--but it's not and will never really be.

"I don't understand what you mean by about you... Just--don't apologize."