Well it's not like I'm much better at doing things your way. [A bit of a sigh; he's sick of defending this. And despite her dismissive 'whatever' he doesn't see how he should feel anything but defensive.] Neither of the closest people I have want anything to do with me.
I used to be just like how you seem to want me to be. But after my skin changed I couldn't be the same person because no one treated me like the same person -- or even a person at all. [Until Lina, and with a few scattered exceptions.] So maybe I'm not a good person anymore and maybe I don't trust people, but it's like no one even tries to understand that I didn't have a choice if I wanted to survive.
And everyone wants me to just -- just change? It's the same thing as when people would run from me because they thought I was a monster, only instead of my skin they're judging the rest of me.