He knew that she was only doing what she thought was right, but it didn't stop from hurting so badly. He sighed. "How can they get to know me when they can't even abide the sight of me? When you won't even stand up to them for me? When you forcibly deny that you even like me, as a person?" he asked vehemently. He felt he had a right to his feelings- she hadn't made him feel welcome, exactly.