Dustin shook his head as he didn't agree with her. It wasn't her fault. She was wrong about that. It wasn't her fault. She had been strangely nice to him. He looked down. "I'm the only human here aren't I Reni?" He asked in a soft voice. He looked down and shook his head. "I don't agree with you. You didn't tell her to do that. You didn't tell her to target me." He said softly. "Its not your fault I am a walking food source." He sighed a bit but was starting to calm down. Looking up at her as she spoke again. "I believe you. I don't know why but I want to trust you." He said in a soft whisper. He looked away as she said it wasn't his fault. How could it not be his fault? If he wasn't attractive she'd have left him alone right? He didn't say anything about it. "I am causing you trouble." He said softly. His hands were twitching. He was clearly wanting to cut but fighting it. Stress like this led to depression. Which led to him wanting to cut. Which led to him actually cutting. It was depressing that he was objectified like that. He looked up at her. He smiled timidly but it wasn't in his eyes. His eyes had a hollow haunted look. "You are so mad though...I can see it. How can that not be my fault that you are so mad?" He sighed a bit. "I'm find now. I'm just going to stay in the room. I'll play my guitar after awhile." He closed his eyes and buried his face in his arms. He just went silent after that. Maybe if he played his guitar he wouldn't cut...not likely.