Remy halted in his tracks, spinning round again. "...Look, chere, you don' know me, you don' know what I been through. Don' talk about things you don' understan'," he said stiffly, "You da run away, not me. You da one dat ran away from all your friends ta tie yourself to Sinister. He don' treat you right, and you act like he da moon and da stars to ya."