[She let out a short, bitter bark of laughter.] Not a lot of loose ends to worry about.

[Her tone dry, Rose's eyes narrowing as she listened to the rest, recognition flashing in them before her brow furrowed in a mix of confusion and annoyance.]

You got me a babysitter? I could hit a moving object by the time I was five. I think I can manage without 'Adult Supervision'.

[Her moment of petulance revealing a little more about herself than she'd seemed willing to let on earlier.]