Swiftcurrent Creek after i die, i'll re-awake

His father's voice brings another wave of hot shame over him, and his ears pin to his skull. He doesn't answer the question immediately; he doesn't really have an answer at first. It'd been his own loudness that had startled him at first, but now — well, now it's something else entirely. He mulls over it for a few long moments, struggling to find the words to describe his feelings. When he finally lifts his head to look at his father, his eyes shine with unshed tears. I hate being me, He whispers miserably, letting his head drop to the ground again. The tears start to fall a moment later, but he feels too defeated to fight them.