She's tense, pulling tighter on herself and the diary. She glares at him, tone harsh.

"What does it matter? We can't change a goddamn thing about it. Tell me all you want, North still ends up dead and it's still my fault but that's okay because no one gave a fuck about me anyway." She's off on a roll now, feeling spilling out with a slightly shaking voice, "-- and you shot me. Remember? You threatened to torture me. Castle or no, that's fucking terrifying and I haven't forgotten it. We're not allies. I'm just tolerating you in my room for a few minutes."