Ha! I'm talking to myself again, she laughed softly, the sound half-amused, half-aware.
There was something dangerously comforting about it—an addiction she no longer tried to deny.
She paused, eyes narrowing at her own thoughts.
Stupidity? Rightness?
The words lingered in the air like a challenge.
Very well, she thought.
I'll show you what they truly are.