You're yapping into Emerald's ears, you like her, she doesn't like you, so why are you refusing to get that in your noggin? Welp, you're lonely, everyone knows that, but she finally decided, snap. "Alright, not sure what you don't get, but I. Don't Like. You." Devastation is all that would fill your face, possibly a hint of confusion, but if there's one thing that's true, you didn't expect that.