Ami's words started several uncomfortable thoughts in her head. It made something snap. She was just like Halsey, telling her what she could and couldn't do. What did they know, they didn't care about John the way she did, they only wanted him because they needed them for whatever stupid psychotic issue they had. Halsey was a bitch, Ami was no different. Condescending bitch.

"John is mine, no one cares about him the way I do. I just want to help him, why can't I keep him? I do everything for him! Everything! And what do I get? I go mad! I'm going to die while he- while he-"

Her body changes glow and something snaps, red tendrils spreading around the nearby buckets breaking them. The hearts spread all over the floor as she knelt down grabbing her head.

"I'm sorry." Her voice echoed. "I-I didn't mean that." Yes. Yes I did.