I didn't ask you to! You don't get to say you did this for me like it's some kind of great virtue when I never asked this if you, nor did you consult me before you decided to throw your life away. So don't put this on me, or tell me that I can't be pissed about it.

[Because she will. And she can't really say for sure whether it actually helped, given that she's been fairly asymptomatic as of late. Still, she's angry, and she's going to keep yelling until she feels better.]

You get that the guy you signed up with tends to kill the people he makes deals with, right? Might not have been right now, or tomorrow, or next week even, but eventually, you would die and he would find another desperate human juice box to suck on.