[ It's hard to think clearly with all the disappointment and instinctive rage clouding her mind but she knows nothing he says makes any goddamn sense. She breathes out through her nose in an attempt to control herself, glaring, jaw tight. ]

You really want to keep this going? Don't fucking pretend that I'm the problem here. You said your name was Harry and-and that you were looking for your daughter, Heather. Those were the last names my dad and I used before you people took him from me!

So, stop playing stupid. I'm not going to fall for any of your fucking tricks, not again. I will never let your god come into this world. I will die first.