She was offended. He was on a strange place, not comfortable in his own skin, but that had been his natural state for centuries. Briareos was never going to be what he was. If he couldn't be the same, why must he be treated the same? They'd beat this dead horse over and over again.
He shut his eyes tightly as she spoke, her words like venom. "Never given the chance." Perhaps if he'd not been shunned before birth by his Titan parents he'd have known more of life, of people, of how real marriages and relationships between others really worked. Never was he a man, always the monster. It was still what she saw.