[It drags a frustrated noise out of him, all sorts of bad memories brought back up. He hates not being believed, he hates being told no and that goes double, triple, when he knows he's right. He grabs his things, shoves them into a bag and winds a few of the threads around his fingers. Just in case.]

This is so far out of your realm of experience you have no idea. But it is in mine. This is my life, Barnes. I don't hold back.