Get your hand--[Oh, right. That. Unfair, but whatever. Ellie was going to just tell Steph to fuck off and storm back to her room, but if she wants to keep this going, then fine.

Ellie jerks her arm away from Steph and keeps her distance. That's not happening again. Their setting only gets a brief glance before she's crossing her arms over her chest, looking exactly like the stubborn teenager she is.]

Anyone is capable of almost anything. Give Joel good reason, and he'd do it, too. So would I. I don't think that's a good measure of sanity. Neither is talk. I could talk about killing people, doesn't mean I'm crazy. It would mean I'm pissed.

[Ellie drops her arms to pace, fingers pressing into her eyes.]

Fuck, you're supposed to be his friend! Even I see how messed up it is that one of the few people trying to stick up for him is a fourteen year old girl that's known him for--what, four months? Do you honestly think this shit is going to help him? Christ.

[Not that Ellie thinks she herself is capable of helping any, but she's not going to be afraid of Jesse.]