[Carolina pads over toward the kitchen to grab a couple glasses of water, silent as she does so. Her mind starts replaying the nightmares one by one. First Wash, then South, and when her mind cycles back to her nightmare with York, she clenches her jaw a little. Maybe it's really not a question of if she'll go over the edge but when and suddenly the weight of inevitability tugs on her shoulders.
She disappoints all of them at one point or another, tells them essentially that they're not as important as her. She's the number one, she's all important, the team can just go to hell.
When she finishes filling the second glass, she pads back his way, trying to offer a weak smile.] Here.
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She disappoints all of them at one point or another, tells them essentially that they're not as important as her. She's the number one, she's all important, the team can just go to hell.
When she finishes filling the second glass, she pads back his way, trying to offer a weak smile.] Here.