Rose (sitting on the floor and speaking through a few tears): Remember that time you told me not to do something because it was dangerous and I kept doing it and I got hurt, and you said, “Well?”

She has managed to get my tone exactly right with all its unstated but implied—what did you expect? I told you so. I’m not feeling a lot of sympathy right now. Even, serves you right.

I actually don’t remember that particular time at all.