She breathes in steadily, the fury building, and right now she's debating whether it would be worth it for that to come loose so she can have revenge, but Robert is right. "Fine," she huffs. "I don't like that you're being so right about this, but fine," she grimaces.

"That means you need to stand up for yourself," she insists. "Next time, when you're here, if you come, I don't want you to take any of their bullshit. You don't need them anymore, you have me."