[i]"I.....wow, just....wow. I guess....thank you, for sharing, I know it sounds not very masculine, but I appreciate you trusting me with that. And for the record, I'm glad you're here, it means I got to know you, and that's an experience, something worthwhile and worth suffering for. But, and I don't mean to be rude, especially after you've just shared your food, past, and company with me, not to mention I find you quite attractive, so please don't take this the wrong way but..." His caveat over Oscar's tone became more intense, not yelling, not angry, not even stern, just....intense "if you EVER insult this camp that way again, we are going to have serious issues, because not everybody has the luxury of hating this place, see for some, it's more than just the place that saved us, that taught us that we aren't total freaks of nature, that we can have normal lives again, it's more than a place to train, and make friends, and eat shitty food, for some of us, this place is HOME, and I WILL NOT let you come into their home and insult it."[/i] Her eyes widened slightly at the sudden intensity in his voice, her hands gripping hold of the bench she was leaning on.

So he was threatening her? She had just shared something with him and now he was threatening her. This camp may be his home, but it was also hers; she had nowhere else to go, because if she did not only would monsters be chasing after her but so would her ex. Pushing away from the bench she stood in front of him her chest moving up and down as her breathing picked up slightly, lifting her hand up she brought it down and across his face her hand colliding with his skin causing a loud smack to sound around the kitchen her teeth gritting as she narrowed her eyes, "I don't give a shit what you think about me, but don't you dare threaten me! No matter what you think loser, this shit hole is my home too. I have nothing out there. But fine, have it your damn way, I'll fucking dissapear into the shadows. Don't talk to me again..." Turning on her heel she stormed out the backdoor her arms crossing over her chest as she made her way down the familiar path and back to her cabin, slipping through the door she slammed it shut behind her. Dumping her bag on the table she made her way down the hall and into her room dropping down on the bed while pulling her laptop from the bedside table.