[ Chloe's first reaction at the question is to freeze for a second. She bites her lip, staring at her lap rather than at Anna, forehead creased as she tries to figure out what to say. ]

I'm fine. [ It comes out on instinct, the same way it always has, like some sort of tick that she can't get rid of. Chloe's quiet again for a second before she goes to grab her bag. ] I should—

[ Go. She should go. She even goes to stand like she might, turning back towards the house, but not quite leaving. Was that really fair after all Anna had opened up to her about? Telling her about her sister, her heart, Hans... She bites her lip, not turning around, but not moving forward, either. ]

... I um... [ God, how is it so hard to speak honestly even after all these years of practice? ] You're... lucky. Not— Not just about your love life being picture perfect now or whatever, but... All of it. It's—

[ She clenches her jaw, closing her eyes, glad she's not looking at her so she doesn't have to try to make her expression neutral. ]

Before here, every man I met just... hurt me. Eventually. I don't mean like some bullshit fight or whatever, but really hurt me. And none of them— None of them ever had to pay for it. No one got punished, not really. They just got to go on with their lives, go to other towns, other schools, make something of themselves, or... whatever... And I'm just— I'm some poor fucking nobody with no power to do anything to change it, stuck in a piece of shit town that's falling apart around me and I'll never get out.

[ She bites the inside of her cheek, sighing deeply. ]

I'm sorry. I know it's a stupid fucking thing to be envious of. I know that even if you got to see someone pay, it doesn't make the pain of what was done go away. But it... It must... At least make something better, knowing that he had to suffer consequences for his actions.