"Oh my god!" Mark shouted, barely refraining from throwing his glass at the wall. "There's a difference between being a dick and...what you did to me. You kidnapped me. You lied to me. You manipulated me. You made me think I was going crazy, that the girl I was in love with didn't actually exist. You kept me locked up and controlled me just like the AM did. That's not being a dick. That's being a freaking psychopath." He gritted his teeth as he tried to calm down. "You're a dick, Damien. You have shitty social skills and you can be a real asshole when you want to be, but...I liked your personality. I liked you. I just hated what you did to me. How is that so hard for you to grasp? If you didn't constantly take advantage of people and force them to do things they don't want to, you would probably have more friends!"