Adonis' lips pursed. Why couldn't she just understand? Why couldn't she comprehend that he didn't want any of that? Why did she have to attempt to guilt trip him into bowing down and saying something along the lines of 'yes, yes, take care of me'. He didn't want to be taken care of, he wanted to be free and unencumbered, he wanted to be light, he wanted to work on his own issues, no matter how long it took.
"I have already apologized several times for withdrawing." He said slowly, listening to the happy growls of Theias and hoping that his dog hadn't caught something that could make him sick. "I do not think it an unreasonable reaction to want to be by myself after being raped." He could call it that now, call it that if it suited his purposes even if he still didn't think that was what had happened.
Withdrawing his hand from hers only to fumble in his pockets for a cigarette, he lit one and started up at the darkening sky even as he heard the bounding footsteps and crinkles of leaves that meant Theias was coming back to them. "But I don't want that. Part of being free should entail me holding myself together. If I depend on you for sanity, how different is this from-" But that was dangerous territory and he sighed, pushing his hair back from his eyes. "I do not want to depend on you. I already do for my continued freedom. Is depending on myself for my peace of mind too much to ask, too selfish?"