[Ah. She didn't really expect that kind of reaction.

Xayah remains silent and keeps her gaze on the road, or on the forest and houses as they walk, not bringing it up. She wouldn't want people to bring up these things to her when, or if, they happen.

But it's good. She knows how it feels to be stranger in your own skin; hunted down because you "look" expensive, people pointing at you and calling you a freak. It leaves a mark. Some don't deal with it, some deal with it in a bad way (like she did). Hopefully, this restores a bit of confidence in him.]

Yup. I know. I saw.