"I don't know. The blood on the walls kind of said different." Kamala can't help poking at the guy. He's just so ridiculous. It's not like her mother is here to give her a hard time about teasing a blind man. Kamala loses all her cheer at what he says. She feels like one of those cats whose back arches up at every grievance. She's offended he thinks he can just say something like that to her. Wasn't she clear earlier? They look out for each other.

"Why would you even say something like that? Shouldn't his attorney, I don't know, defend him? What kind of defense is 'he's not good, but he's not bad either?' Even I know that sucks."