Finally. It was like trying to piss off a brick wall. Oh, sure she was. Every single one of us is, deep down. You scrape away all our delusions of civility and we're all just specs of dirt.
Where you were supposed to be? Wow, listen to you. Off being a good little soldier while your friend was murdered? You were never her friend. If you were, you'd have been right there by her, helping her fight. You betrayed her just as much as you're claiming we did.