[Megumi does have a point there--and in an odd sort of way, the outburst earlier really had made Rosella feel a little better, if for nothing else than the chance to vent some of her anger on someone other than herself for a minute or two. She's still far from happy, of course, but she's calming down a little, at least.

And she seems to be taking the part about being able to speak her mind to heart, because she is quiet for a long moment, staring at the ground and trying to put her thoughts into some sort of coherent order, despite it all. It's a tangled mess of confusion, and she's not quite sure where to even start, so finally she just picks something and decides to give it her best attempt from there.]

I did a lot of horrible things yesterday. Not just...this. It doesn't matter if they were only a curse. I know they were. But I can't let them go so easily. Not when it's Sam. It's different than it was the last time.