“But you shouldn’t have risked it. Why would you do that? We could’ve just left.” I adjust my leg, wincing as I move. “It made you cry.” She turns her head sharply. “What?” “I wanted to kill it, so I did.” “Because it made me cry?” The word flabbergasted has never really occurred to me as one I could use, but as I look at her now, I know it must be the one that fits.
