"Are you ashamed of me?" - I liked you so much better when you didn't really give a shit. I enjoyed you so much more when I was more of a trophy or a science project than anything else. If you make me feel sorry for you, I'll loathe you even more than I currently do. I already feel bad enough as it is. I don't need to be goated out of my shell of reason and back into an arena of confusing manipulation by the only person who can manipulate me. It's not personal. It's preservation.