[Flynn's hands hurt all of a sudden and then he realizes they're clenched into fists so tight his knuckles stand out white.]

After he destroyed your flowers? Wrecked all your plans? Come on now, Peter, we both know that's just not true.

[Because Flynn knows Peter, too. And Flynn remembers viscerally how terrible Peter had been just for Flynn being "mean" to him. He's not sure he even wants to know what severing his connection must have evoked.]

He better be alright. I loved you but you're no longer my priority here.