She scowled at him again, really angrily this time. "What the hell does that mean?" She shouted at him before covering her face and trying to regain her compusure and desperately endeavouring not to cry again. She hit the wall with the side of her fist before picking up a hairbrush and throwing it at him. "If I disgust you then just hate me, do you have no respect of my feelings?!" She wrapped her arms around herself defensively and shivered. Gorug be damned why did she even care? She thought nothing of others opinions, just his. Now she felt vulnerable and at risk and shivery for the first time in a very long time.