[It just keeps getting worse. It's like a train wreck and he can't find the emergency break and then he bristles when John ties it all back to the fear repositories and other people suffering.]

Oh, so now I'm being selfish, too?! It's just a booth! I'm not the only person using the booth!

[John calls him hot and that almost stops him, that almost gets to him, that almost cuts through the anger - but then he waves off everything else, like being tall is not that great or special, like some exercise was gonna make him look like Ronon. Like Rodney can just eat his veggies and go on a run and somehow still get to that result staring back at him from the Mirror. It brings another wave of hot, irrational, resentful, jealous anger. Of course John would think that, looking like he does.]

I don't have to explain myself to you! And I don't have to justify this to you! And you know what, if I want a hot body I can get it all by myself! I don't need your help and I don't need your charity!