Yeah. I mean. Everything you're saying makes sense.

( She has to take a while to process it, rubbing her forehead, trying to remember just how she got so angry and if it even serves a purpose for anything. If she uses it for focus as it is, or if she just wants to think that way.

The silence drags out a long while, until she tampers with the feed to make it private. Her filters aren't particularly skilled, but she can try. )

I, um. I don't think I've got any-- focus in my anger, not really. It's just there and it kind of boils and burns and blisters. I could get through things before, we fought the war, but then I just keep getting angrier about everything. And I've been pretty awful to my friends.

( She's not looking at the camera. Even if Collette isn't there to address, it feels oddly difficult to confront. Eye contact might take the wind out of her sails completely. )

I'm always the one who's thinking too much and caught up in my own head, but I think I might be the most angry one out of the lot of us, back home. Except maybe Lee. I don't even know how to try to work him and his anger out. ( She's angry with him, too, the way his anger pushed them to suicidal plans because they couldn't let one of their own go off alone. )

Why is that when you try to talk things out they never make any sense?