I'm not the one idolizing a mass murderer, Rhys. You don't even know what his plan is yet. You didn't even hear it, and you're defending this psychopath, acting like he didn't know what he was doing when we're the ones who had to deal with what he did for years while you hung out in your fucking space station, justifying this bullshit to yourself, and now you—

[She lets out a sharp, shaky exhale.]

Fuck you. This place is trying to murder me already. I'm not going to let you try, too.