I didn't bring him into this. [She points at Parker.] YOU brought him into this shit. I'm not saying you meant to--you wanted something normal, and that's not a crime. You just loved the guy. But who brought YOU into this, huh?
[She leaned forward, and it was clear she was about to home in one one point and stick to it.]
Your goddamn father dragged you back in. He didn't think about what you wanted and leave you to your college shit--he used your love for him to get you into a job that required you to hunt people down and kill them for a living, even after what happened to your mom. He brought you back into a world where you can't even fucking love someone without unintentionally painting a huge target on their chest for the rest of your people to see.
[She took another swig.]
There's something really wrong with that shit right there.
Spam.
[She leaned forward, and it was clear she was about to home in one one point and stick to it.]
Your goddamn father dragged you back in. He didn't think about what you wanted and leave you to your college shit--he used your love for him to get you into a job that required you to hunt people down and kill them for a living, even after what happened to your mom. He brought you back into a world where you can't even fucking love someone without unintentionally painting a huge target on their chest for the rest of your people to see.
[She took another swig.]
There's something really wrong with that shit right there.