[Should have known that that's the can of worms he was coming over to open.]

Because it was. Of course, you could always say-- [sorry, she's going to be mimicking his voice like an asshole] --"No, 'Miss' Rey, it's not your fault! You weren't in control of yourself." [Snort.] Like that makes what happened easier to live with, or the fact that I see my own hands snapping her neck every day any less.

Why do you want to know, anyway?

[Sorry, Oscar. She doesn't really think you would have any reason to give a damn about Undine.]