"Ari, I was willing to give you a chance at MAYBE letting you pilot one of these if you showed sound judgement, learned what we had to teach, and were willing to LISTEN to the trained fucking experts. What you've just done, in no particular order: break those promises, sell valuable salvage without consulting the whole team, SPEND that money without consulting the whole team, and then fucking flaunting the fact that you're disobeying a direct order so IMPORTANT that in a real military would have you tried for TREASON in front of the GUY WHO GAVE IT! This goes directly against everything we agreed on and talked about so hard that not only am I regretting bringing you into the fold, I'm personally fucking INSULTED that you clearly value my opinion so little."
Ari starts to say something as she starts to cry, before running out of the room.
Elsie turns to you. "Hey Alex, not saying you're wrong, but maybe that was a little harsh?"
"El, with the amount of money that would go into building that thing, we could've fed Hope for a year. Not our refugee camp, Old Hope. If that were anyone other than my sister, I might very well have shot them for that."
She's quiet for a moment. Then she holds you close. "Still, you need to talk to her. Calmly. Let her stew a little, sure. But later definitely."
"....Yeah. Right now though, let's look at jobs. Apparently I've got some anger issues to work through."