"So treat me like shit then! Go on!" Mary insisted, moving closer, getting in his face and shoving him again. Mary didn't even know what she was trying to achieve here, and she didn't know why she'd come. All she knew was that she felt terrible and it had drawn her to be with Judas because she knew he would feel terrible too. But she didn't want to sit here and wallow with him today. She wanted... something! She couldn't decided what that thing was, but goading Judas felt like part of it. "Hit me, you fucking pussy!"