[Being told to shut up doesn't phase him. It's like a fon Fabre stock phrase. It's practically how the stupid redheads say hello.]

Because hearing you talk like that really pissed me off. [Which is true but not all of it. It pissed him off because he cares, whether he's really ready to admit it in so many words or not. He crosses his arms, leans back against the door, cutting off the exit, essentially.]

Living only for the sake of some outside meaning in your existence? Yeah, I'd agree that's pretty pathetic.

[Not elaborating, instead, questioning.]

So what I want to know is what you intend to do about it.