King Elk Forest Lose the Feeling

Queenie shook her head and huffed in frustration. There was no real way to finish the statement; she didn't know what she'd planned on saying. I don't want to meet anyone else. I've just been doing what I need to do. There was no use in meeting anyone else; any relationship formed here would be temporary. Queenie didn't plan on staying any longer than she needed to, and most of what she'd needed to get done had been completed. It was almost time for her to move on. 

Why are you talking to me like that? she asked, feeling insulted by the patronization she had perceived. I'm not some kid, you know, you don't have to talk to me like I'm dumb.