"Then why d'ya keep look'n at me like I'm some kinda disappointment for be'n more will'n to fight? For not lett'n you roll on through do'n whatever you want? For hav'n a job and keep'n to it instead of dropp'n everything to do whatever it is you think I oughta be do'n? I know you're used t'your McCoy do'n whatever you ask him to but Jim, I can't. I got obligations. I got decades of this-" He flicks his fingers at the names. "On my back."

It'll wear any man down, nevermind a doctor. "I know you don't mean noth'n by it. But I can't help but feel like I"m supposed'ta be a little different when you look at me like I"m a stranger."