Len heard her words but didn't respond. The warmth his eyes had before had vanished. He just observed her with a reserved look. He shook his head as leaned back in his chair. A humorless chuckle escaped as he noticed the sudden change in her.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't throw your life away so needlessly, Ms. Duncan" He said with a dismissive wave, "And frankly, You ARE crazy and dangerous if you decide your life is to screwed up to be worth living."<br/><br/>He mannerisms was all wrong now. He'd said his words cuttingly and without remorse. His voice contained a sense of aloofness as well as a small amount of arrogance. His posture more rigid and intimidating.<br/><br/>"You won't be put on anything if I have anything to say about it." He said, standing and walking to the door and leaning on it, "I just think you have been neglected far too long. You've grown up wanting to be perfect while pleasing everyone. Yet, no one really gave validity to what you did wrong, just what you did right, thus turning you into a self-destructive girl who goes into a tailspin at every perceived wrong. No one really cared enough to get you help when it would have been more manageable."<br/><br/>He punched the wall next to him as he glared coldly at her, "Isn't time you stop beating yourself over it? It wasn't your fault she died. It was on her abandoning you like that. It also wasn't your fault you ended up this way. That was on the asshole who dumped you here."