"She came to see me a week or two ago. Said she'd taken power inhibitors and handed me a gun, said that if I really thought she was evil to kill her. Kind of wish I'd done it."
"Yeah, well, I was in a big 'you don't get to tell me what to do and I want you out of my room right now' place, so I just told her to fuck off and die. The less I ever see of her again, the better."
"Yeah, tell me about it," Daniel sighed. "Ooh, good shot. And I also didn't figure anyone would really buy it if I said I shot her because she was going to turn into a crazy psychopath. Didn't really seem to be a theory that was catching on."