If she knew Maine considered there were sides in all this, she'd likely just head off to bed. She's so sick and tired of hearing York talk about sides and not seeing their team as a collaborative unit. Sure, there were arguments and a huge number of issues going on right now, but that didn't mean there were sides and that she had to be on either one or the other. Honestly, trying to support her team as a whole was getting more and more difficult.

Quickly, she finished off her first beer and opened a second, shaking her head at that toast. It's not out of self-hatred or self-doubt that she didn't want to be toasted, it was the idea that even while she felt she was being the most sensible at the moment, the Castle had told her that being the 'most sensible' or 'the best' didn't matter here.

"Don't," her words were simple enough, laced with the exhaustion that crept further in.