Yes, but does she know how you really feel about her? Deep down inside? How you loath dogs and the like? I'll bet she'd be very upset. Hell, I would be. It's not a good feeling, to be hated. ...or avoided, you know.

[He slips the last part in because he knows it'll have an effect. With regard to eating, Hughes merely shrugs.]

It's hard to cook in a wheelchair, but I suppose you might not really know, haha. The counter's too high for me when I'm sitting anyway. Can't do much when I can't see what I'm doing. It's a bit of a nuisance, so I'm slacking a bit.