[She scoffs, her natural reaction here to be defensive and make some sort of joke, even when the whole point of this is to be getting to the core of her shit.]

Why does that matter?

[Instantly, Beau hisses in pain, as the roots inside her clench, and she mutters a string of increasingly colorful curses under her breath.]

Okay, okay, fuck! I don't know! I don't remember every little thing, he-- look, it's like I said before. He was a pretty good businessman. He just was... like that, all the time. If it didn't make him money or advance his status he didn't do it.

[It's simple, when she says it like that, but it didn't feel simple. It never did.]

I was supposed to be, like... an heir, you know? A dude kid he could 'teach the ropes' and be his personal mini-me. But I guess I fucked that up for him by not having a dick right out of the gate.

[Unwanted. Imperfect. That string of wrong wrong wrong that carried through her life.]

So I dunno. Guess I figured if I was gonna be the family disappointment I was gonna go for the gold, y'know? No point in being a half assed failure. Gotta, uh. Full ass that.