[Omori pictures his steak knife wedged sideways through Luz's throat. She puts words in Sunny's mouth like they're her own - they are her own, or so she says.

[Then, she. Should. Know.

[But she's still talking.

[Fine. They can talk.]

Sunny isn't you, Luz. [His voice is even, calm. He watches Luz's eyes.] Whatever you did to disappoint the people that care about you, that's your fault.

You don't deserve them, right? Even if they forgave you, you must know that's true...