Your persecution complex needs to be studied. [She says, with no self awareness whatsoever.

Tattletale immediately picks up the phone, includes Coil in the conversation.

Coil is a corpse. The fact that Tattletale can't seem to grasp that just goes to show some of the inherent disappointing fragility in her tough guy persona. This doesn't matter.]

I did know that. I did know that you destroyed my life and my relationships out of nothing but idle malice. So your boss could kidnap a little girl. I'd put that together, yeah.

[She glances at the phone, wondering how to respond to that. He's trying to set them against eachother, probably. Not that Lisa isn't doing that all on her own. She decides to ignore it altogether.]

Is that what you think I wanted? Importance? I spent my whole life withering away in the spotlight, wishing I could disappear into obscurity. There's nothing I want less than to have the worst moments in my fucking life held up with some... cosmic significance.

[I'm not Skitter, is what she doesn't say.

But she thinks it.]