It takes him a while to respond to that, and when he does, it's after his expression has eased into something less angry, less defensive. Some of the helplessness and confusion that he feels is welling up to the surface, see, before he can stop it. It's mingling with the loneliness and the sadness that he's been wrestling with ever since he woke up to this new life. It never really left, and, at times, it just gets worse.

"Why does it feel like none of you trust me anymore? Why are all of you so intent on holding me back from doing what I can for you?"

He can deal with the more personal shit later. Besides, maybe if he puts it off long enough, he won't have to talk about it with you.