You're doing it right now. You're trying to get me to stop talking about this, but you promised me when we said we were going to try and do better that you'd fucking listen when I pointed out the shit you do, too!

[ She swallows. Her hands curl around the edge of the desk, knuckles white. ]

The second I saw you react like you did I just— I knew. It made me remember something I was trying to pretend didn't happen, too. When we talked about Wrath, there was this... this moment, after I said I thought she knew about me letting you die, where you just... you do this thing. You get this weird look and— and then I know there's something you're hiding. I didn't get it, then, probably because I was in fucking denial, too, but—

[ She bites her tongue and breathes. Why does he have to be so impossible? This wasn't how she planned this. God-fucking-dammit. ]

We said we'd be honest with each other. You promised me that, remember? That's the whole point, right? That's what we've been trying to do? Open and honest. Checking each other when we do something stupid. Right?