She sighed, rather depressed now more than angry. That he could just poopoo away her feelings like that hurt. She no longer cared about his fight with his sister. There was a miserable look on her face. "Believe what you want, Pony. I'm not going to argue with you anymore." If this was just infatuation, she thought, she didn't want to know what love really was. She looked away from him and turned to start walking. Then she whirled around and asked, "Did you really like me, or were you using me?" she asked, recalling the conversation she'd had with Rose where her friend had warned her against men such as Pony.