He kept her hand in a tight grip, moving it away from his body. "Whether that was a lie or not, it is and will never be any of your business, Professor Burbage." he hissed, his dark eyes burning with anger. He was sick and tired of people half-heartedly trying to get inside him as if he was some sort of broken toy to fix to their likings. "That would require my will to share..." Not only their will to listen. "I believe you've become infatuated with the idea of helping a poor soul... but that kind of game is not something I will play... I do not need to be saved." he snapped, letting go of the other's hand and stepping back. "Now, if you'll excuse me."