[If only he knew that what he saw as rejection was really her just assuming the worst; he didn't want to be her friend, he didn't care about her. He'd made that perfectly clear.]

So if I stand here and tell you that you're still just a kid, you're not going to deny it?

[Her brows lift, a challenging tone coming through in her voice.]

Do you really not care about anything or anyone, or are you just trying so hard to convince yourself that you'll say anything to prove it to other people?