I don't blame her for what she did, and I do agree that she's probably safer with you than she is with anyone else. I do.
But she took my mind apart and put it back together. People were just gone - Arnie Roth never existed. I'd never Howard. And even when I got those memories back, I didn't know if I could trust them. I still don't. I'm working on it. I know you understand it.
Just understand that I see no poetic irony in listening to you get upset about helping me figure out what the hell is going on with the communist-side of this situation when you're going home at the end of the day to a little girl that did that to me.