Ronnie did smile. Why not? Why shouldn't she? "I think you'd be surprised. I would have to make sure you got your occasional dose of annoying sister. I, however, don't owe them anything."
She shrugged. She wasn't denying it was stupid. She didn't try to deny that it would get it killed. Ronnie ran a hand through her hair again and looked at Jessie closely. "You don't get it, really? Think about all the bullshit I've done, what my actions have caused, and you don't know why I'm alright with dying? If it means I can take out Daniel's killer, it's worth it. My life doesn't mean anything." Well, that sounded vaguely suicidal, and it made Ronnie roll her eyes. It wasn't that she wanted to die. It just that she...wasn't scared. "Look, don't worry about it. After this weekend, you won't have to worry about me tarnishing your reputation or whatever. It's better for all of us."