"Right," Kathy scoffed. She drained half the glass in one long swallow, just because she could. So there, Eliot. You weren't the boss of her. "Because I'm going to get more than four words out before they're looking up places to send troubled teens. Unless you think I should talk to Dr. Lecter about this?"

Which again, probably not. Because she still felt guilty about stealing from Jono years ago. Not quite as guilty, no, but still not comfortable enough to open up to him about everything.