"Fucking-" she's too tired to cuss him out properly. She just glowers, hair falling into her face and cutting the intensity of her normally pretty intense glare with strands falling over her eyes.

"Guilt tripping motherfucker. You really were a priest." She groans and shakes her head. More hair falls into her eyes, and, irritated and tired, it makes her only more snappish. "Fucking confess and repent. If I'm hurting people, doesn't matter why, I deserve to be put down."