[ That certainly wasn’t making her want to open her eyes any. She closed them tighter, even, feeling her jaw tremble and going to bite down on her lip to try and stop it. Saying it out loud made it all seem so much more real, somehow, and she had done such a good job of pretending it was all in her head while she moped on her own in her farmhouse. She couldn’t ignore it forever, though, and she knew that talking about it with someone was the only way to really process it.

She put down her glass, rubbing her face with her hands, resting her forehead against her palms and her elbows on her knees. ]

He was trying to keep her from doing anything that would get her in trouble with the Authority, believe it or not. [ She at least manages to say that with something close to humor, even if it was weak. ] I suppose he got close. He stopped feeling so alone. He contacted me telling me to put a stop to it when he noticed how he was getting in over his head and I waved it off. She - They - [ Maybe she couldn’t say it after all. How had Reaper put it again? ] ... Betrayed my trust.

[ That’s the best she’s got, which is rather pathetic for someone who is usually so straight forward. ]