"Actually, she's right. If she doesn't like someone, no matter how much you do, she still won't like you..."
This is truly Mary Douglas.
Quinn Martinez bit her lip hard, her hands tightly clenched together, "I haven't done anything to bother her before, so why does she dislike me so much?"
Beau Reed closed his eyes tightly, "There's no reason. She never thinks about why she does things. She acts without reason."
Even if there was a reason, it's just one she convinces herself of.
Quinn shook her head.
"I don't know, but I don't think she dislikes me without reason. Maybe... maybe..."
Beau Reed looked up at her, watching her struggle to organize her words, pausing for a moment, "...maybe what?"
Quinn thought of it but was at a loss for words, her fingers nervously intertwined.
"Maybe... it's because of you..."
Beau Reed was momentarily stunned, and Quinn quickly shook her head, "I'm not blaming you, what I mean is..."
