The cold glare of Kyron didnt change, if anything it got even more intense. "Who. The. Fuck. do you think you are coming up and talking like you know me so well? Huh? What are ya? The local shrink?! I dont remember you being here last time, nor her, or any of these fucks. I'd remember someone like you, you know why? Because you fucking annoy me, thats why. So what? You want me to hand you a list stating the last time I had an accident? Is that it? Oh im sorry, is my 'cold personality' a little too harsh for you? I never asked you to come over here, so what the fuck do you want?!"
At this point, Kyron's hands were clenched into fists, not quite shaking in anger, but more like grimacing in intense annoyance. He hated when people analyzed him, and the fact this guy read him like a book ticked the hell out of him. He didnt ask for a shrink, and he never asked for someone to try and relate. he dealt with his own shit by himself, and the fact this guy was here talking like he knew him... well... that could escalate quickly...