"T-Then why?! Why do you judge me so harshly?! Is it because you're just like everybody else?! Do you hate me for the way I look?!" Simon said, less angrily and more sadly. "At least no one would push you farther down, no one hurt you afterwards! I can even remember one day... A little before I left my home, people would ask me, "Hey freak, what happened to Rosa? Did you scare her away? Did you kill her? Did she finally see how ugly you were?" A-And I went home that day again, crying and I decided I had to leave. I needed to get away from there before I drove myself to suicide or before that man broke out of prison. I had to! You don't understand!" Simon shouted at her. "I left, nothing but a damn high school education and I had to survive, all alone! You had your squad, you had the milk of human kindness when you went into the CIA. But that's reserved for those that people deem "Human" And i wasn't included! I had no one! No one anymore! And I still have no one..."