[The mulish look fades from her face as he gives that little speech. At the end of it, she says:]

Look, I don't get involved in things. Emotionally. You know.

[Which is a blatantly absurd thing to say with her straw crumpled between her frustrated fingers, with her mouth still dry from that two-minute rant, but...Well.]

So I don't give a shit about being...mistreated, if we're even going to say things like that. I'm a professional. It comes with the job. I don't give a shit about being put through the ringer, either. I just -

[And here she falters.]

I just want to know it isn't all for nothing.