Integral wanted to wipe that expression out his face; she looked murderous when he announced his self-proclaimed rightness. “I never said you were a monster, stop putting words in my mouth!” she exclaimed, “I think you are a bloody hypocrite! You weren’t always a vampire and your means of coping are frankly, hopeless. And you criticise mine?” she hissed. “How dare you! I recognised my mistake and I would not repeat it again.”
She paused, missing two beats, finally concluding: “You said this to me because you want me to cry on your shoulder, have me rely on you for comfort. It bothers you I prefer to be on my own.”