Most of us. They weren't on their guard when I showed up, because Juliet had been a perfect student. Only brought her hounds in once or twice. Enid was the worst, by all accounts. Not even the- [ another stitch begun, he hisses out air, then continues. ] -not even the dog thing. She just already knew near enough everything, and didn't take kindly to having her time wasted.

[ It's an effective distraction, if nothing else. Not so much from the pain, but from everything else, the exhaustion, the knowledge that he's failed and that all of this may well be for nothing as a result. That he's failed the two of them, proven himself the weak link the same way that he always does. It'll come back, but right now there's just laughter at himself and his sisters. ]

You said you'd share, too.