"No, I haven't shown it in a way you deem acceptable, that doesn't mean I don't respect him. And if he thought I didn't respect him then maybe it should be him in here talking to me and not you throwing around accusations." She didn't know why she constantly had to defend herself to him, like every single things he did was wrong, like he was looking for yet another opportunity to tell her she wasn't good enough. "I all ready told you I know that things couldn't be different when we were kids, I know that - I know that what you did would have made that impossible. And I'm not saying being here should have given us some perfect family we never had either - but to expect us to just be family now? It doesn't work like that, dad."
"If it's not about your feelings then what are you doing here? This has everything to do with your feelings, the way you feel like I see him - the way you feel like I don't respect him, the way you feel like he's family. This has everything to do with feelings and you can keep denying it all you want but that's what this is - I know feelings aren't your thing, but sometimes they are exactly what people are talking about whether you want to believe it or not."
"I am your kid, when are you going to realize that? I'm your kid, and you know what? Sometimes I get to be selfish about my family and my dad and who I have to share him with and the time I never got with you because I'm your kid." She hated that it was so easy for her to lose the control she held on to so tightly when she had these conversations with her dad - like all of those years of training didn't matter because all she wanted was for him to actually see her and what she was talking about for once. "But why does anything I want matter, right? Because you've all ready made up your mind about everything and how I should act and what I should say and what I should do. So just tell me and I'll do it, just tell me and then leave me alone."