When she ignored him like he didn't exist, didn't bother him at all, he was used to being treated like that. He looks at her, there was no emotion on his face, even his anger had gon away. "You wanna know why I am so ungreatful? I tell ya why I am,"  He looks at the floor, "That's the way I am, I was never treated right, fairly or even with respect, noone had ever taught me how to be greatful, I never even taught myself to be like that, why should I when my<span style="font-style: italic">own kind</span>wants to<span style="font-style: italic">kill</span>me? Why should I show any greatfullness when<span style="font-style: italic">everyone</span>including<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>treat me like a freak of nature, a monstrosity? I can see that some how you became a fallen, but you should be in my shoes, I am far<span style="font-style: italic">worse</span>than a fallen, far worse than anything made in this vile world...I guess what I am trying to say is that I don't mean to act they way I do, it's just I've got it into my head that I shouldn't trust anyone, not even those who helped me out," he says. Then he looks at her, "I guess I owe you this...Thanks," he says. "Noone has ever helped me out before, it was always me I had to rely on," he adds. This was true, noone dare even tried to help him out, they were either too busy trying to destroy him or fearing him.