"Oh I'm sorry, was I supposed to ignore what was happening? Just forget the screaming nightmares that weren't mine because of what Delta went through to be fucking born? Was I supposed to just spit on what CT handed Tex to prove what she was, what they'd been doing? Was I supposed to forget and keep playing along?" Wash out for the count, things moving too fast, too many goddamn variables and absolutely no one to fucking trust. Yeah. He made his call. "I thought I killed you. I know I got Carolina killed."

He'd held onto hope. Tex had been less than specific but- when it finally became apparent that it wasn't Carolina giving the Project trouble anymore? He laid that ghost to rest. More fucking blood on his hands that he'd never wanted.

His anger takes a vicious glint, smirking wide and false and darkly bitter. "You're not exactly proving me wrong now, Rookie. Keep talking."