She spat, "There's nothing you can do, because it's already in your nature, ingrained in your very being!" Even Dudley's thumping and boisterous laughter from upstairs failed to lessen her aggravation. The sound passed through his ears like white noise before his aunt grabbed him by his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. "Why can't you stop, after everything I've done..." she whispered, voice breaking, "why can't you stop looking at me with your mother's eyes?"