Oh. There was the dull realization that this was what she had been so mad about earlier. That's why she'd been looking at him like that, just like she was doing now. That she'd be angry on his behalf just hadn't been an option.

No one had ever been angry for him before. It didn't feel quite right to feel a little touched about it, since... it really should have been him that she was angry at, probably. (He was though, as selfish as that made him.)

"Of course I'm not. You don't deserve it. You didn't make that choice either."