He looks a little surprised at the question. But... maybe he shouldn't be. He knows his habits. And they haven't gotten any better since he's been here. They've stayed the same - pulling back, pushing away.
"It's me. I don't... I don't respond well to people worrying. And I know that doesn't make sense. But it's me. Not you, any of you."
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He looks a little surprised at the question. But... maybe he shouldn't be. He knows his habits. And they haven't gotten any better since he's been here. They've stayed the same - pulling back, pushing away.
"It's me. I don't... I don't respond well to people worrying. And I know that doesn't make sense. But it's me. Not you, any of you."