That look alone is bad enough. Bum hates how it doesn't just scare him, but somehow make him feel wanted, too, something he's always craved. What was wrong with him? Was this why he was doomed to suffer so much?

But the words are just too much. There's a weak little sound escaping him against his will... and then, before either of them does anything they would regret, the door is slammed shut.

He's going to be taking a long shower.