Don't start that sentimental bullshit with me, William. I've already spouted enough of that for the both of us.

[She ground her teeth together, crossing her arms. All of a sudden Rider was painfully aware of how uncomfortable she was. From the situation she was in right down to the ribbon tying her hair back, everything was foreign and twisted and wrong. She just wanted to know who or what to shoot to fix this utter clusterfuck.]

I'm not...it's complicated. And I don't know if I can tell you, because if you knew then you would definitely look at me differently. And that would just piss me off like you wouldn't believe.