Liz hardly ever gets angry at people, at least in any big sense of the word. She especially usually didn't get angry at people she considered authority figures. She understood what Kitty was saying, but at the same time, couldn't help feeling like Kitty wasn't giving into the idea that her situation might actually be different.

"I want to listen but sometimes - sometimes I feel like you just treat me like a kid who's over-emotional and doesn't know how to read my own feelings. Like... Like how this is just was sort of puppy love that, even if we we're stuck here for decades, it wouldn't last because Peter and I are just teenagers and that's not real love." Her voice was higher than normal, and a big angrier. Yelling for Liz though not really yelling for most. "I feel like it doesn't apply sometimes because - because it feels like you're not really actually considering this might be real. I don't know about your world or Peter's or whoever else, but I know in my world love is real. I know that because I can see things when I kiss Max. I feel what he feels. And I've seen and felt it with Peter too. I know how he feels about me. I know what he thinks about me. It's all real. I'm not some stupid kid who can't tell the difference." She was now sort of just repeating herself and getting herself in s tizzy. Her eyes were watering a little and when she stopped to take a breath, surprise registered on her face. She paused...then stood up awkwardly. She couldn't quite seem to make eye contact.

"...I'm sorry." She turned to attempt to leave.