That makes Gaz laugh, though not cruelly. "You've just ... yeah. I was the same way. I was smarter than everyone, and different, and my father's money made people think I got unfair treatment. I just got used to being lonely. But I learned to ... cultivate it. Enjoy it. Prefer it."
Well. Until she'd met the people she fancied, the people who were her friends. "I know how you feel. That's what I mean." She reached out to take his hand, twining their fingers.