[Huh. Well, that's one way to think about it. She squints at him, the confusion mostly pointing towards her figuring it out over judging him for it.]

Guess not. Just doesn't feel like energy. Maybe it's just easier to be pissed off.

[But that required knowing her life was unfair, knowing there was something out there having the will to keep going. She recognizes that now, in every time Caleb goes silent when he's hurt, in a gentle hand on her shoulder when a battle is not worth fighting.

Maybe he's the same way.]

Kinda weird to hear you don't hate me at least a little though.