Roxy frowned, not wanting to have turned the conversation in such a negative direction. She knew she was struggling with her own issues, she hadn't meant to bring any Dean might be feeling to light. "I bet those who matter most to you would argue otherwise," she said, gently, but didn't push the subject. She knew what it was like to receive well intended compliments and how it could fall on deaf ears when you felt differently. In truth, she didn't know Dean well enough to be able to judge. But there had been something about him that had drawn her to him, something good.
"The monster other monsters are afraid of," she said, a sly grin on her face. "I guess we can only be ourselves." She leaned into his touch. "I like you if that's a consolation."