I always hate the inevitable interrogations when something gets destroyed, and nobody knows how it happened. But, I imagine the complete opposite would be even more frustrating:
Who broke this?
Me
How?
Ninja moves.
Will you please be more careful?
Probably not
Don’t you even care?
Not really.
I’ll choose uncomfortable truth over comforting lies any day and that’s how I treat other people as well. I don’t want others choosing for me whether I can handle the truth or not. That’s how you treat kids - not adults.