Oswald Hale killed me. When I rigged his results to avoid bloodshed, he took me by the neck and hung me with his bare hands. You don’t come back to life from that. Nor will the Apprentices he executed today.

[She’s not sorry about the way she has to hiss those words out. But she... she doesn’t want to fight him or anyone here. It’s not his fault.]

...it doesn’t matter. That’s fine, I’m not here for your forgiveness. I just didn’t want the others to see me this way. Not when they’re all so torn up already.

...and there is absolute nothing Asian about the name Vivienne Gallivan.

[She can’t believe you’re even a little confused there.]