[ for all that she wants this to be peaceful, carolina treats the apartment like a fight waiting to happen. her expression is neutral, but everyone here is too attentive not to see the way her eyes take the living room in. drake’s position, angela’s. doors, windows, heavy or breakable things.

she’s never needed weapons to do damage, even if she doesn’t want to right now. hopes she doesn’t have to. ]

He wasn’t intentionally trying to deceive you. [ a gesture to wash, still partially behind her. ] It’s just... how things happened. And like everything else, I know that that doesn’t change history, but I have to believe that intention means something.

[ she pauses, but just long enough to take a breath, not long enough to really give anyone else a space to talk. she’s been thinking about what she’s going to say here for days. time to get it out. ]

Because getting mad about someone who didn’t mean to hurt you but did is understandable. I get it. People do terrible goddamn things without meaning to all the time. But if you think you’ll feel better for holding them accountable for those terrible things, you just set yourself up to be disappointed. [ there’s a little shake of her head as her expression furrows some, less detached than before. ] Because you let anger keep you alive and you wait until that person you hated because they destroyed your family is dead and then you realize that you don’t feel any fucking better. Revenge just gets more blood on your hands.