[ The detestable thing. Alecto remembers. The child is as grating as she was when she met Alecto upon the banks of Anastasia's tomb. Apparently the slap did not suffice. Alecto regard the child cooly. ]
None of us are happy. [ This child is stupid as well as irritating. How incredibly human of her. ] Least of all you.
[ Alecto looks up at John, brow furrowed in a way that is nearly human herself. ]
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None of us are happy. [ This child is stupid as well as irritating. How incredibly human of her. ] Least of all you.
[ Alecto looks up at John, brow furrowed in a way that is nearly human herself. ]
Why did you pick this one, John?