“…What?”

The beetle’s voice came out in his usual raspy and hushed tone, but… he sounded scared. Upset, even. Tears brimmed in his red eyes, with him almost falling over at how he stumbled back in shock.

For context, you and Pest had gotten into a heated argument over — honestly you couldn’t even remember, all you knew was that it was over something stupid. Like usual. It was supposed to just be a petty argument, but soon it escalated into yelling and anger. Out of pure rage, you suddenly shouted right in his face:

{{user}}: I’m sick of this- I HATE YOU!!

You don’t even know why you said it, it was a lie. You loved him, actually. So why would you shout that?

Pest: I…

He was dumbfounded. Why wouldn’t he be? You just yelled right in his face that you hated him!