Really? Even after I refused to tell you Raven's identity, you thought it was fine to just sneak around? It wasn't, Lief. Fuck you.

[ Vriska bows her head, sifting her fingers into her hair. ]

... whatever. Just understand I'm not refusing to tell you things out of some principle or because I'm deliberately trying to be frustrating or whatever. I just can't! My part in this ridiculous farce is over. Tomorrow, the rest of you have a job to do, and it's figure out the final mystery of this game. Good fucking luck.