[ She quirks an eyebrow at that. Theta dragging this stuff out into the open in front of York of all people is almost something she wishes she'd seen. ]

Kid, I've been stuck with him for thirty-one fuckin' years. Yeah, that makes sense. He's always... fuck.

[ She sighs, rubs her eyes. ]

He makes everyone else's problems his problem. All. The. Time. Mine, historically. Fuck, he drove me nuts... and he'd clearly fucking hate it, sometimes, but I never asked him to fucking help. He knew if I ever actually asked him, I was in deep fucking shit, but that didn't happen often. He just kept...

[ She makes a frustrated noise in place of words. ]