That concluded that experiment. Hartley sighed and lowered his arms, just leaned back against the wall. Now he wished Axel wasn't here, but what could he do? Nothing, as usually where Axel was concerned. "You were trying to abuse me again, so I was trying to hurt you. It worked a lot better than I thought, usually insults are like water on a duck's back with you. You know I don't care who's fucked you. I care about you. That's why I was so hurt."