"Dammit." This is said softly enough that Kyle could be forgiven for not hearing her. It also causes her damned mask to fog again and her to make a low aggravated sound.

Her eyes narrow, and she digs through her mental Rolodex of what she can stand to let go. Through gritted teeth, she manages: "I had a crush on Jackie." And then she scrambles to peel the plastic mask off her face, gasping a deep breath.