"No, Darius," she said, and there was anger in her voice now. "You left first. You didn't even come to check on me. Do you know why I'm upset, Darius? Because you're still fighting. Because you're so desperate to prove that you're right. I don't care, Darius. I lost Quentin, and all you care about is that I didn't talk to you for a few days. I wasn't strong enough to talk to you, Darius. It wasn't about you! I wasn't trying to punish you and don't you dare compare me avoiding you for a week to Quentin dying! I wasn't 'giving you shit', you stupid... Goddamnit, Darius!" She gritted her teeth together. "Fine. I'm done. If you leave again now, Darius, don't come back."