[Her anger burns white hot in the moment, but Sara doesn't let go, not easily. It can simmer for years, twisting and fermenting to something even more toxic far beneath the surface.]

Hopefully fast.

[Her jaw tightens again, grinding teeth, before she speaks.]

I know we can't just rush in, but he hasn't even been here very long, and already he's caused so much harm. He can't be allowed to continue.

[As of yet, she has no idea just how bad it can get. Later, she's going to wish she had tried to take him out that very day.]