[ Yeah? she wants to answer, with every fiber of her being. Because I am not messed up? Because— Because I know how to care about people?

But the same way she can't fathom enjoying such a thing, maybe he also can't fathom it. But she also thinks he is just a selfish prick. He goes on before she can settle on a witty enough answer that she's happy with. ]

There was no cure for cancer either. That's what they told Iris. [ Now look at her. Though he wouldn't know that, would he? ] You could've at least tried. It's not like you didn't have your dad's money to throw around.