Regardless of how tough anyone thought they were if they started crying the feeling when some one pulled them in for an embrace made them cry more, if anything because they knew no one else could see them. But when he said chose the tears stopped and she pushed him away. "Chose?" She laughed. "Like I had a choice! You gave me an loaded ultimatum, choose this life or starve! And then you talk to me like somehow I'm supposed to cope automatically." She pulled back her hand and struck him hard across the face. "Screw you."