[There's a moment where she nearly says no shit, but she's not angry at Donny, and it's not really fair to be a dick to him, just 'cause he happened to touch on a sore subject. She doesn't like thinking about her dad.]
I'm guessing you don't know what it's like to be raised by a criminal, to have blood mean that people don't trust you, 'cause they think you're gonna turn out like your parents, a crook or a junkie. I don't want that blood.
[For all that momentary anger, that sharpness, now she just sounds kind of tired.]
I-- [She sighs, closes her mouth, focusing on the table, rather than Donny.
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I'm guessing you don't know what it's like to be raised by a criminal, to have blood mean that people don't trust you, 'cause they think you're gonna turn out like your parents, a crook or a junkie. I don't want that blood.
[For all that momentary anger, that sharpness, now she just sounds kind of tired.]
I-- [She sighs, closes her mouth, focusing on the table, rather than Donny.
I don't want that blood for my daughter, either.]