"Wh...wha..." It seemed so unbelievably, impossibly spiteful he can't believe it for a second. It takes him another second to find his voice again, and it's half-growl, half-incredulous.

"You'd destroy our lives because you're jealous!?"

His fear is almost abated by sheer anger, because really--

"This all seems just the tiniest bit pointless when you could just enter that thought into my head anyway? What gives? You're doin' it the 'slow way' around? Gonna make me believe that Jones is somehow against me, for real this time? Well, it won't work!" He knows he's probably going to pay for his defiance, but he doesn't care. He just doesn't care anymore what happens to himself. He can't let Flynn do this. "It does exist, just like good exists, the Library exists!"