"So are you," she says, rolling her hips slightly to let him know that, yes, she knows. She doesn't harp on it, though. Mostly because she's afraid that it will make him stop, or try to talk about this, and she doesn't want to. So, instead, she jabs down into his back with the heel of her boot. The thrill of it pushing more words past her lips. "People are honest when they fight. You see how low they're willing to sink, what they can't put behind them. You might be just as fucked up as I am. It's the only reason I haven't electrocuted you yet."

Well, fuck. More than she wanted to say, and she takes a very mature and reasonable next step. She head butts him. Hard.