[In a moment, they are going to morph into one amorphous figure, consumed with anger and righteous indignation.]

Ugh, I just - [She scoots closer to the edge of her head, like Lup can only fully share the full scope of her irritation by getting closer.] It fucking pisses me off.

[The idea of what Lucretia said, it still makes something go tight and uncomfortable in her chest, but at least sharing her frustration with her brother helps.]

I kept defending her! I thought she fucking got it, but then she just had to go off on me about how immoral my choice was over hers.