"But that is not the point. Is it?" He tilted his head in amusement.
"Then what is the point?" I asked, bewildered. The words he was saying weren't making much sense at that moment, and I had to ruminate over them for a long time before I could fully grasp them.
"He can't like you, right?" He stated. I scrunched my brow. It made sense.
"It's not logical for him to like me," I stated in agreement. Dr. Knight stifled his smile and appeared serious. "What? Impart your knowledge on me."
"You're a very logical person, aren't you?"
"I would like to think so," I hesitated to answer.
"But what if what you are calling logic is based on statements and 'facts' that can't be proven. Or worse, you are falling back on patterns and histories to draw conclusions."
"But that is the basis of finding meaning in things," I argued, lightly.
"Not when you are prejudiced. Do you know what that is called?"
