[She's glad for the lack of pity. She'd resent it. She'd lash out at him, sharp and nasty, and it would be a shame, because she likes him.]

I knew too much about his dishonest practices. He first advertised himself a preacher, then a prophet. And indeed, if you didn't understand the methods behind his so-called miracles, you might just think him heavenly. But I knew. And he couldn't stand that.

That was one reason. The others are more complex.