"A tell you about myself was met with me declining to do so," she points out.

"I don't know why you're describing it like it's a yogurt cup, but okay. That's something to know about me: I don't give a shit what you or anyone thinks they're owed. You weren't talking to me before some random all powerful jackoff said our names together, and I don't think you'd be talking to me now if he hadn't. So."

She shrugs.