I didn't say I knew, I said it seemed as such. I can't know.

I the blame for what I've said, regardless of circumstance or intention, but not for what I haven't. I did betray your confidence. I failed you again, and for the last time.

[Also a long pause, but she's thinking very hard on why it even seemed like a good idea to replay that message within Priscilla's possible hearing distance. She doesn't like the self-sabotage she sees in the answers, either.]

I'll interrupt it no more, then.