"Want, yes, should, probably not. I'm...trying not to lean on violence as a way to feel in control of my life. That's one of those moves that isn't really compatible with living around other things that have needs and opinions, as a general rule."

Another shrug, and a little sigh. Erin slides down her corner to sit heavily and draws one knee up to her chest. "...It'd feel amazing for exactly as long as it took one of their friends to shoot me and then I've fucked myself for who knows how long."