Feeling her eyes sting with the threat of a cry, Matty stood up straight and tried regain composure, glaring at him. Didn't he get it? He was better than she thought! What the fuck was his problem, it was a compliment! You've got it so wrong, Daley. Don't you see? I thought you," she paused, holding up her hand in silent protest. "You're so much better than I thought you were and that's why you intimidate me."
She shifted her eyes from his and glanced at the door, wondering if he would let her go that way she could run away from herself. Slim chance if any, she decided. "It's not a bloody failing," she continued, taking a step towards him. "I feel stupid, yes, but not because you're a decent person but because I'm an idiot. So you can stop trying to make me feel bad, that's accomplished."