He explained his thinking and she took it and decided it was worth mulling over, but the conversation was getting nowhere at this moment. It hadn't clicked fully and, while his explanation did genuinely help, she needed to just mull over it some more. She's get it, probably.

A faint look of surprise crossed her features in his confidence she probably knew more than she let on. It was the first time in a while that someone assumed that she was something more than uneducated. It didn't last long as the next thing he said hit her and she bristled. She looked to him with eyes made of daggers and her words had an edge to them as if they could have been knives.

"You don't know shit 'bout what I been through 'n you clearly don't know shit 'bout where I'm from. Can go fuck yourself if you're gonna make assumptions 'bout my life'n experience."