Beatrix Henry was so overwhelmed by Hilary Bush that he couldn't speak a word. He kept silent. He indeed likes Hilary Bush a little more than he likes, but he doesn't want to compete with his brother. Bridget Henry liked Hilary Bush, so clearly, he couldn't bear to fight. But then Bridget Henry spoke out and interrupted his guilty thoughts:
- Mister, if you like someone, admit it. Although I'm envious that Hilary likes you more, I don't want you to give him up to me. Also, in this apocalyptic era, if you let him go, will you ever find someone you like, or have you changed your taste for zombies?
- Who taught you to talk like that to your brother?
- This doesn't matter, mister. See for yourself.
Beatrix Henry refused to answer. He said nothing, looked at Hilary Bush and looked at Bridget Henry until he wanted to answer Bridget Henry again and said:
- Even if you say you like it or not, I won't let him go.
- Then why are you making me admit it? To fight with me?