[SPAAAZZZZ:] They're what I hid myself away from! They make up society-- what's acceptable, what's... normal. They get to define who's worthy of acceptance and who's a monster. [SEETHE. There's barely restrained frustration in his voice, then a long silence. Then, softer:]

How can I "redeem" myself if it means I'd have to join a world I have no desire to live in? [BASICALLY, HE HATES PEOPLE, OKAY?] A world that wants me even less than I want it.

[Funnily enough, he's not even talking about his appearance.]

That's what the Barge taught me.