[All the bad memories from his childhood begin resurfacing as he begins getting angry again, because Trunks has no idea what he's talking about. It was true that Angelo didn't reveal much about himself, it was because he didn't want to. The memories of his horrid childhood would come back if he ever did talk or have to think about it. His parents dying, the way Marcello treated him, how he felt so alone all those years in the abbey.
Why did he feel so lost and alone even when he was among supposed friends? That question always popped into his mind around Eight, Yangus, and Jessica. There were times he did feel they were his friends, but other times he was jealous because of how close they could all be. In reality, he wanted friends he could open up to, but he realized that was foolish because of what he was. No one would ever care about him or so he made himself believe. Even around his "friends", those thoughts persisted. The times he did open himself, he felt like a fool or as if they group didn't care. Sure King Trode talked to him once, but that was all. As if the old man cared about him, what nonsense.
Even now, he questions why he's beginning to care about Lloyd or open up to Trunks. He didn't want to do this, yet he was doing it. Why? They don't care or wouldn't care, why are they trying to convince him that they care or act as if they know him? Fools. All of them fools. They know nothing.]
...Don't act as if you know me so well. You know nothing about me. [He glares at Trunks, it's both one of anger and sadness at the same time.] Your high and mighty attitude not only disgusts me, but your attitude of pretending to care is quite nauseating.
Also I'm very aware of my humanity, but I'm content the way I am. I enjoy my life the way it is. So don't think your little preaching will make me have a change of heart. Let me be very clear, it won't. You can keep flapping your mouth, going on about this or that about feelings. But face reality, you can't make people change that easily.
In fact, most will look at you as a self-righteous idiot who tries too hard.
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Why did he feel so lost and alone even when he was among supposed friends? That question always popped into his mind around Eight, Yangus, and Jessica. There were times he did feel they were his friends, but other times he was jealous because of how close they could all be. In reality, he wanted friends he could open up to, but he realized that was foolish because of what he was. No one would ever care about him or so he made himself believe. Even around his "friends", those thoughts persisted. The times he did open himself, he felt like a fool or as if they group didn't care. Sure King Trode talked to him once, but that was all. As if the old man cared about him, what nonsense.
Even now, he questions why he's beginning to care about Lloyd or open up to Trunks. He didn't want to do this, yet he was doing it. Why? They don't care or wouldn't care, why are they trying to convince him that they care or act as if they know him? Fools. All of them fools. They know nothing.]
...Don't act as if you know me so well. You know nothing about me. [He glares at Trunks, it's both one of anger and sadness at the same time.] Your high and mighty attitude not only disgusts me, but your attitude of pretending to care is quite nauseating.
Also I'm very aware of my humanity, but I'm content the way I am. I enjoy my life the way it is. So don't think your little preaching will make me have a change of heart. Let me be very clear, it won't. You can keep flapping your mouth, going on about this or that about feelings. But face reality, you can't make people change that easily.
In fact, most will look at you as a self-righteous idiot who tries too hard.