Harrison wasn't the kind of guy that used to have someone looking after him. Everytime he was hurt or something happened to him, he had to take care of himself... he wasn't used to having other people taking care of him, so he reacted like he was used to react at the touch of someone else when feeling pain.<br/><br/>When he felt her fingers over his cut, he immediately grabbed her by the wrist, but soon noticed that she wasn't hurting him, she was just trying to help. At that time his eyes opened wide and his hand released her small wrist in a matter of seconds. Why was did she care if he was hurt ?... why ?... if he wasn't the kind of guy anyone would like... he didn't know what to think.<br/><br/>For a moment or two he remained speechless looking at her while she continued talking. He wasn't able to understand why a girl like her would be worried for him... it felt warm inside, something he wasn't used to feel. "<strong>You...</strong>" He kept on looking at her eyes, unable to think clearly... until he got back to his senses and looked away. "<strong>... don't worry, I'm fine, I said...</strong>" He finished, going back to the way he used to be in front of everyone. He wasn't used to feeling anything special, so it was only normal that he blocked it as soon as he felt it.<br/><br/>"<strong>So you have a hard time being who you are as well... right ?. It's funny, we are all so different and think the others have such an easy life compared to ours... but the truth is that we're all pretty much the same.</strong>" He said to Aria, speaking something one would never expect to hear from a guy like him. "<strong>Well... whatever... I don't judge you for what you did... </strong>" He added, looking at Aria, surprised to see that she had a different side he never thought he'd see. She was actually kind, he was impressed.