[You talk of your father's suicide attempt so candidly! Though it's far from being news at this point. Still.] That... The Year of Stupid? Remind me to punch your uncle in the face later. [Like he had a choice in the matter. Sigh.] Well, I have a few theories, but there's no way to prove them.
[Rubs a hand against her upper arm, looking off into the distance.] It's never that simple, sweetheart. Though, for your sake, I hope they accept where they stand with you. And, if they don't, they'll have to get through me first. [Smirk.]
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[Rubs a hand against her upper arm, looking off into the distance.] It's never that simple, sweetheart. Though, for your sake, I hope they accept where they stand with you. And, if they don't, they'll have to get through me first. [Smirk.]