She didn't understand. Nobody would, he imagined. It wasn't about being called names or being judged. He already had that against him the moment he revealed that he was a research geneticist. People hated and feared him for what he did for a living, which meant that they didn't need another reason to be suspicious of him. Especially since he planned on using his newfound talent for illegal activities. If he began robbing the residents of Bellum Letale while leaving absolutely no evidence behind, and they knew that there was an invisible man in their midst, he would automatically be to blame. He had lost the element of surprise, which given his ability, was extremely pathetic.
But he couldn't let her know this. Oh no, she could never know. So instead he just offered her a wan smile. "I...have read the book written by H.G. Wells, and I have come to find that Griffin is very." He paused. "Aggressive. He wasn't a well-liked man, or even a good one. I simply would not wish for people to assume the worst of me because of him." It was half-true.
He turned slightly towards her. "Though your impartiality is appreciated. Thank you."