Spookiest knew that look. She didn't dare step any closer towards Tara. This little encounter of theirs was already less than pleasant. Thank God that she had already heard this stuff from Tara before. While Tara's attitude seemed very much the same at first glance, Sookie was at a loss when it came to handling this. She didn't blurt out the first thing that came to mind, or shout, or anything. She kept a straight face as Tara spoke, even if Sookie was looking at this hostility in the long term. It had been quite some time since Tara was turned, and Sookie had hoped that maybe Tara would embrace her, rather than reject her. Maybe she didn't lose any of her naivity like she thought she had. Tara was family, and Sookie never thought it would mean even more to her than it already did. Sookie inhaled sharply, instead of slinging words back right away, like she might have done back in Bon Temps. Something was getting in the way, and despite the time she spent by herself, Sookie wondered if she even knew who she was anymore. After soaking in those words, she shook her head and unzipped her jacket. She shrugged it off and shook the snow off, now averting Tara's eyes. Though Sookie may have grown up a little bit between then and now, she was going to have to push something. She wouldn't be able to it in silence. She did that enough at the prison, but if she was going to push a topic, it wouldn't be the one that made someone who might as well have been her sister, hate her.
"Do you live here?" She practically asked under her breath to avoid chattering her teeth. The question was hopefully indifferent, and neutral enough to keep Tara from snapping at her. Trying to sound friendly would have been doing them both a disservice. It wasn't like Sookie didn't feel guilty for what happened to Tara. If she thought about it too hard, she would have been able to see that hole in Tara's head, and hear Lafayette fall into hysterics. There were a lot of mistakes made last year, and a lot of people who deserved better. Tara Mae was one of them.
After hastily pulling her coat back on, she jerked the zipper up just as fast. It was hard to come off as casual, not when she felt trapped between her walking, talking, angry failure as a friend, and a damn blizzard, but Sookie tried anyway.