I didn't attack him because he hurt my feelings. I attacked him because he turned my chair into three dozen knives. And if you don't believe me, you can ask Castiel when he comes back, because he's the one who made sure I didn't die from it!

[The last sentence is practically shouted -- a shrill escalation of frustration before Rei takes a deep breath. To calm down. To focus. She had meditated for hours to beat back the rage that had flooded her being -- do not let it go all to waste now --

But nope. Too late. Her tone is trembling as she forces herself to continue, but it somehow manages to maintain every ounce of fierceness that she started with.]

You're the one who told me to not back down on this. You told me that I needed to keep my ground because I couldn't afford to send the message to the rest of this city that Lucifer is someone to be feared and I am trying -- [She sucks in a deep, rattling breath.] -- I am trying to act like I haven't just gotten one of my best friends killed, I am trying to fight down the urge to tear apart this entire city to find the coward who did it so I don't start another war, and I am trying to be the person that this entire stupid place needs me to be, but I -- am -- only -- human.

[The last word is a strangled hiss, and she turns away to run her fingers through the ends of her hair, fingers trembling, furious.]