There is an actual roll of the eyes. If she wasn’t in a room full of other people, she wouldn’t have risked it, but really. “ Do you know how paranoid you sound? I didn’t realize this version of you was a complete idiot.” Insulting Fitz’s intelligence, usually a way to push buttons. “Of course, you’ve figured out my secret plan. Arrive in my wedding dress on what is supposed to be the happiest day of me life,” thought really, upon reflection the happiest moment of her life was when she realized Fitz would live after there sojourn to the bottom of the ocean. “But have plenty of time to plot with some Witch I’ve never met to make sure I mention the tiniest of details about your life,”

“Occam’s Razor: what’s the easiest explanation, all of that happening in mere minutes, or my actually knowing things about my husband to be.” She’s lost her temper. He’s not her husband to be. He’s the opposite of anything and everything Fitz.

“And you call me obsessive. Fitz walked across time and the universe for me. He never took the easy way out, the way that fit best with what he’d rather be true than what actually is true,”