[ Weiss swatted John's hand off of her arm about the same time he was moving it away, backing away from him and narrowing her eyes. ]

I'm tired of being killed and I'm tired of losing. So that acid isn't the only thing I'm prepared to do and if that makes me a bad person, then I'm going to have to deal with it. You two might be willing to sacrifice yourselves constantly for every person you know, but the reality is? The only person I have here is someone who spent most of his life trying to destroy me and everyone I've ever cared about. So if I have to get my hands dirty so I don't get killed again, I'm going to. I'm tired of losing. I'm going to keep doing things like this to protect the people I like when I can because that's the only thing I can really do to keep myself from becoming as bad as my father.

[ It was something she honestly hadn't told anyone, but she wasn't going to just let them keep thinking she was some weak girl who needed apologies for her own actions, nor someone who was just going to take other people making her feel worse than she already did. Not if she was going to survive. ]

I need an apology from either of you about as much as I need snide remarks about what I've done.

[ Or what she's going to do. Weiss turns to leave now, content with what she's decided is the final word. ]