“So I just go in alone? Set up shop and kill the man who murdered my parents? Just like that?” “No.” Xander steps forward, voice firm. “She can’t do this alone.” My relief curdles into indignation. “Wait. What do you mean I can’t? You don’t think I’m capable?” Xander blinks, confusion crossing his face. “You literally just said—” “I said I shouldn’t have to do it alone,” I snap. “Not that I can’t.”
