[ Kate gives herself a moment, her throat tight. She busies herself with sorting out the pot — getting water on to boil because if Wynonna wants coffee then fine she can help with that, at least. ]
Sure, your cute little street brawl was an absolute party. [ It's carefully held down anger; she tries so hard not to lose her temper. But there's a little venom there — disapproval is still disapproval. She huffs, biting down on her lower lip for a moment. ] Have you seen Lieutenant Little's face? His thanks for trying to stop you guys.
[ Oh, she's upset about that. Because this place is Hell enough without brawls in the middle of the street. She's not stupid: what's to say it wouldn't end up going so horribly wrong? What if someone gets hurt enough and no one can fix it?
And Lieutenant Little, bless him. He tries so hard and he's decent and kind and good and he got knocked out for his troubles. Even though he's doing better than when they first got here — the man has lead poisoning. ]
See, that's the thing. [ Her point, she's getting to it. ] We can't afford it, Wynonna. You can't afford it.
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Sure, your cute little street brawl was an absolute party. [ It's carefully held down anger; she tries so hard not to lose her temper. But there's a little venom there — disapproval is still disapproval. She huffs, biting down on her lower lip for a moment. ] Have you seen Lieutenant Little's face? His thanks for trying to stop you guys.
[ Oh, she's upset about that. Because this place is Hell enough without brawls in the middle of the street. She's not stupid: what's to say it wouldn't end up going so horribly wrong? What if someone gets hurt enough and no one can fix it?
And Lieutenant Little, bless him. He tries so hard and he's decent and kind and good and he got knocked out for his troubles. Even though he's doing better than when they first got here — the man has lead poisoning. ]
See, that's the thing. [ Her point, she's getting to it. ] We can't afford it, Wynonna. You can't afford it.