What do you want, an apology?

[He pushes himself off the bed; if Ren's standing, he's not going to very well stay sitting, keeping the bed between the two of them as he glares openly at the other boy. He knows that's not what Ren wants; Ren wants reasons, Ren wants to pick into the innermost recesses of his brain and try to help, as impossible as it is.]

I thought I could handle it myself. Shall I prostrate myself before you and beg for forgiveness?