[More cursoring while she thinks.] Look, I did a lot of fucked up and shitty things, but I know what they are. I'm sorry for what I did. [...] There were so many times though, that having just one person at my back could have changed so much, and instead of that being you, you were there flinging the shit too. You were supposed to be my sister.
So when you brought Eddie around, I didn't hate him. I gave him a chance. And I ended up closer to him than you. He was more of a sibling to me than Dick, or Jason, or you. You never had to ask me to welcome him in because I did it. And when you were scared that he was going to die because of Ra's, I was there, telling you that we were going to get him back. That he was going to make it out alive.
And when I was shot, I saw him at the hospital. But I never saw you. I was on life support for seventeen days and you were never there.
So, even though you're sorry, I can't trust you. Not now, and I don't know when, if ever.