[ thea sees it, crease forming between her eyes, but she smooths it out. she isn't here to pump mia for information, she is here to help. maybe helping means talking about mia's late grandmother.

thea strides over to the command center, sinking into a chair and rooting around underneath where she knows rene hides mini cans of sprite so she can crack one open, giving herself a minute to think about how to explain the complexity of moira dearden queen. "oh she was a mass murderer!" doesn't seem like it'll fly without context. ]

She was complicated. She loved us, so much. She knew Ollie was the Hood -- that's what he called himself -- way before he told her. I love your dad dearly, but my brother is a moron.

[ she takes a sip of the soda. ] When dad and Ollie disappeared she sort of... It broke her, she made some bad choices. Once Ollie came back it was too late.

[ the undertaking was underway already. ]