[ She opens her mouth, then closes it. Whether the game or her hair, she'd be given away if she tried to divert again. ]

Me too. All I want is to be a good person, but I'd never be able to believe someone telling me I'd finally gotten closer.

[ And then the emotional equivalent of a wince. Hearing herself whine about how bad she has it slips out but she always feels gross about it. Poor little mass murderer, feeling sad that she's awful. Ick. ]