"Why would she do that? Is... is my love not enough for her? I power her up to take on two super-Changelings without breaking a sweat, and she still wants more?" you pondered, now feeling self-conscious about things. Here you were, being told you were the greatest thing since sliced-bread on this planet, at least for Changelings. And that was if the bread cooked itself, sliced itself, murdered your foes for you, then toasted itself and slathered its body in jelly before hopping into your mouth. But now you were being told that... what? Chrysalis still wanted more? This was a blow to your pride. A blow to your ego! And that worked on multiple levels, and not the fun sort of blowing either!