"Not a woman, as well you should know," he retorted, his anger only growing as she used him as some sort of a cleaning rag. "If I do, it's because of you," and he retaliated by smearing his own gory hands upon her own clothes. "There, see how you like it, little girl....." He paid no attention to what he touched, not seeing either one of them as sexual beings - yet - and determined merely to impose his will upon her.