Simon looked at him and the more he listened to Raphael say everything that was going on back to him. His stare became more and more blank with the passing moments. There was a pang of guilt for saying that he didn't want to be Raphael's brother, but it wasn't that he didn't want the closeness. Raphael's words were making too much sense and he didn't want them too honestly.
He was waiting, waiting for Raphael to be disgusted of what had come over Simon and the questions that he was asking. Raphael would abandon him for something like this. How were they supposed to train with Simon being the way he was. There had to be something wrong, something that he could fix, wasn't it?
Looking down and away from Raphael after a few moments he searched for the words to come out of his mouth. "If you are skirting around the possibility that I might..." He paused and sighed, "That I could..." He huffed and attempted to say God but that only turned into the g sound and he punched the bed in frustration.
"I'm not screwing this up. I'm not messing up the clan and I'm not compromising anything just because of something I obviously don't even...understand. Something that I can't...that can't just...I don't understand. I have...never. This was never my...my intention." He stood up now and just paced.