Meya looked at him with that harsh look because in part she was worried for him. Watching him climb in the window she then shut it. Grumbling a bit before going over to the mattress on the floor and plopped down onto it. Looking at him as he sat on the old cushiony chair that was still in fairly good condition. She had brought it in a few years back before the door got the way it was. She liked to sleep on it more than the bed which had seen better days. The bed being just a mattress with  some lumpy parts to it. She said nothing as she studied him. Frowning as he spoke. "There will always be issues with fat man. He hates me because I'm not really one of you." She said softly. Arching an eyebrow. "Really now? How pray tell do you expect to exact such a miracle?" She demanded. Skeptical as always.<br/><br/>Her mouth opened to say something else then her eyes went wide. He wanted to check on her? Why? It couldn't be because he actually liked her. None of them liked her. Her mouth closing as she listened to him. Her eyes softened just a bit. She shook her head. "Of course I was upset. He is always mean and bullying and picking on me. He makes me miserable. Makes sure I know how much of an outcast I am. He hates me because I don't follow the rules. I still get it done. I get the work done better than anyone else." She said softly. She frowned at the last words. "You don't belong in my hood." She said softly. "You'll end up dead. Now your going to have to stay here because you leave before daylight you'll end up dead. They hate the popo out here. This is bad hood and the hood runs the law out this way."<br/><br/>She was looking away but a faint flushing covered her cheeks. "You're my partner. If you ended up dead they'd say it was my fault and then I'd probably end up dead too." She said. Trying to cover the fact she was worried about his safety. He had been nicer to her than anyone else after all. She bit her lower lip. "Why do you treat me like I'm important? Nobody else can be bothered with me yet you act like I'm not a freak or a monster because of my history. Why? It doesn't make any sense when you are one of THEM."