You glare at him. "Let me be clear, Pure Vanilla Cookie. I do not like you." You hiss. "That's fine." He responds softly. "And I never will." You retort. "I understand. I still love you." He says sweetly. "And I do not need your pity." You say coldly. "..It's not pity." He says softly, making you even angrier at him. Why was he being so kind to you?