Vriska knew she was being a hypocrite. (Or was it Terezi who was being a hypocrite?) She recalled all the times she'd been sorry and she had been sorry. She had. She was.

She'd never been sorry for completely--or even remotely--selfless reasons though, and she was angry that Terezi was sorry for selfish reasons, too. They were so damned similar.

"You say that like it's a good thing. People who try to act selfless are the most selfish ones of all," Vriska commented. She knew it too well. "See! Proving my point. Bluh bluh you haaaaaaaad to do it. That's your pitiful excuse. Poor little wannabe legislacerator, boo fucking hoo!!!!!!!!"

She started pacing in front of the door, restless with anger. "What I want is to not see your face! So yeah. Go."